Dear Lady Careina,
Gosh! It was GREAT to meet you finally – H has told me a lot about you, of course, but that’s nothing like meeting someone. That was the first time I’ve been tied up by a girl – oh, of course the guys have had me on my back with my legs in the air often enough, but that’s not the same either. So, I was actually SUPER inhibited around you. My goodness, I just went back inside and acted like I couldn’t move without you telling me anything.
Probably just as well, you think? Oh, golly, let’s think of all the things going through my head that I wanted to do. I am such a slut! You have no idea how close I was to bending down and kissing you right on the mouth and everything. You’ve have slapped me into next week, so maybe that was for the best, lol. And why on earth didn’t I kneel before you – you’ve got such power.
And I wanted to shake my ass at you and crawl around and rub myself. It makes me WET to think of me masturbating on the floor free and unbound and our eyes meeting.
And then there is that slave you’ve got! Well, HE’S super cute. I’d have liked to grab his ass as he went by – or his cock. You know how guys can just be undone if we arch our back and spread our legs an inch. They can be pretty simple, can’t they? You sure you can’t arrange it that we have to share a really small bed for the night or something? Haha. I know us tall girls can be scary – unless he likes wrestling nude with the loser sucking cock and getting it up the ass.
Poor square H, he wants so much to be like James Bond or something, but he’s never going to be anything else than Nice Guy. Of course, driving home in the snow and traffic watching cars spin out I felt all protected that he was there, with his big shoulders just made for a little girl like me to put my head on and feel all safe and warm. I’d have freaked out and been crying in the ditch if I had to drive but none of it bothered him at all. You can’t blame him for being so shy around you.
Every single woman he’s ever been involved with left him without a look back. His last wife told him she was divorcing him because he was dull and uninteresting. He’s just so scared he’s going to say one wrong word to you and you’re going to cut him off and never reply to him again. I mean, I guess I understand, he really had something for that Mistress in Wisconsin and he loved the outdoor play – and then he found out he was dirt to her. Oh, god, sis I have to listen to him go on and on about it all. Well, I just tell him, there’s more pussy where that came from. Maybe if he didn’t respect women so much he’d bang more of them.
I got him to admit finally that he wants to lick your pussy and bury his head between your thighs. It took FOREVER to pry that out of him. Well, he’s a guy, you’re a power girl, what the fuck else would he want? What, like he’s the first to propose that to you? God, sis, I bet you get speeches about that twice a week and from dirty smelly guys at that!
He is truly a weird case. He’s my hero and I can’t stand him either. “Get out of your head” I always tell him and he says always back “I am my head, it’s all I’ve got.” Well it’s a nice head — but you really should try to get him drunk.
You liked my outfit? I was so nervous about that. Didn’t know what to wear exactly. Guys have it so easy and then all that happens is you make them take all their clothes off anyway! I should have looked at your shoes more, looks like you had some cute ones. I need some fuck me shoes and some little boots and maybe some pink pumps – you think? You liked the polka dot panties? Hahaha those are a giggle, I always feel like such a girly girl when I have them on. But I went for power slut for you. That fishnet – wow, I always feel like I can make any guy crumble in that. Maybe next time I can model some clothes.
Well, anyway, it was just SUPER to meet you and I sure hope you will do nasty things to me again.
Ta ta!
