The Second Meeting

The Second Meeting

Judy Tsang fretted over the next month. She was surprised that she only felt mildly guilty over her little liaison. She was even perturbed that her boyfriend hadn’t noticed any difference in her. As soon as he had returned home that evening she had a meal prepared for him but didn’t give him chance to digest it before she dragged him off to the bathroom for sex in the shower. Perhaps that was her Freudian way of cleansing herself.

Of course the internet contact with John continued with neither of them making any direct reference to that day. John was very secretive about what might happen at the next meeting. As they talked she could tell he was inquiring into her own wishes by the subtle questions or references to things like 3somes, horses, bondage or even gang bangs. She thought she had given him the answers that would secretly spell out her wishes.

Perhaps it was part of the game but by the time the next meeting was arranged there were certainly enough alternatives for him to choose. Almost business like John told her to be at New Street by 1pm on the Saturday. He also instructed her to have a spare set of clothes with her. This in itself seemed to tell her to wear her cheapest, disposable gear.

At 1pm as arranged she strode up to John in an old but clean pair of jeans, Yellow T shirt and not so special underwear. John gave a hint of a smile. He approved.

Once again they were soon speeding off down Hagley Road towards his abode. Very few words were said but he made a point of making sure she felt good by praising her looks and saying that she got better by the minute.

In the house John led her to the same bedroom as before. Inside she noticed that there were a number of pairs of silk stockings lying on the bed. There was nothing else to indicate what might be going to happen.

John noticed her looking at them then spoke.

“Now we will do this one thing at a time ok?