Fucky-Fucky

It wasn't until Friday evening that he answered the phone and heard a sweet and sensuous voice ask for him. His heart pounded when the caller identified herself as Jenni. After a brief conversation in which Dan assured her that he wanted to meet her, she suggested a place for dinner the next day, and said she'd come by and pick him up. As soon as they agreed on a time, Jenni ended the conversation.

When Jenni came to his door, Dan could not refrain from looking her up and down. Pamela was right - Jenni was a stunner. She had a dress with a mid-thigh hem, one that showed off her smooth bare legs, sandals with exposed toes, medium length straight blonde hair, and a bright smile.

"Why don't we talk for a little while before we go?" Jenni suggested.

Dan felt clumsy as he agreed and led her to the sofa. She sat immediately beside him. As they conversed Jenni strategically brought her knee and leg in contact with Dan's, and noticed that the contact aroused him.

Finally, Jenni put her hand on Dan's face, turned him toward her, kissed him, and said, "Let's go eat now."

She took charge of the conversation, and verbally probed him with questions such as, "When was the last time you had an enema?", "Why do you get colonics?", "Has a woman ever taken you back there with a strap-on?", "Have you ever been tied up during sex?", "Do you like enemas?"

The assault of questions caught Dan off guard, and he could not think of any questions to ask Jenni that would give him much information about her. Everything he was to learn, he had to glean from observation - Jenni's facial expressions, mannerisms, the words she used, and her body language. He agreed that Jenni was aggressive. At the same time he felt a mixture of excitement and a desire to submit to this tall slender blonde sitting with him. Her wide and interested eyes appeared to be sincere.

As they were finishing dinner, Jenni told Dan that she would like to play later that night, and that she would like to give him some enemas.