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The three touch rule
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After my very eventful train journey I get a taxi to my hotel, after checking in I get a quick shower and while relaxing on my bed before getting dressed I check the who's near feature on fab and the woman I'd messaged on the train was still within 1/4 mile of me. Could see be staying at the same hotel, is she as game as "short skirt"
As I've already messaged her about meeting up and that hasn't been read yet I'll await her reply. |
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Getting dressed I head down to get a drink from the bar, sitting by the window I do some more people watching.
It's very quiet outside so I check on fab and still no answer to my mail. Looking back out of window I notice a solitary jogger and boy what a vision she is. Leopard print lycra trousers and white lycra top shows of her gym fit body to perfection, I can't help but stare as she flexes and stretches across the road. I suddenly realise I have seen this outfit before and quickly checking on fab I realise it is one of the mystery mailers profile pics, but I don't recognise her as a passenger on the train.
I glance back out of the window and she's gone, next thing I know is she's walking through the hotel and heading to the lift.
Her ponytail sways as she walks and I can make out her hardened nipples and a hint of camel toe through her figure hugging outfit.
I just manage to look away from staring at the firm buttocks as she turns around in the lift.
I'm tempted to mail her and say how good she looks but decide not to incase she thinks I'm a stalker. |
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I try to recall the women on the train and it's only when I imagine Mrs stern with her bun let down in a ponytail that I think I may have the answer.
I order another drink and delay going through to the restaurant in the hope that I may get mail from her and we could have dinner this evening.
My mail has still not been read an hour later so I head to the restaurant, As I pass the lift Mrs stern steps out wearing a loose fitting dress and heads towards the bar.
If I had waited a few more minutes I could have possibly chatted to her in the bar and now I'm heading the other way I can't really turn around and return.
I sit in the restaurant and fairly soon Mrs stern returns with a drink in her hand, sitting on a nearby table.
I need to pluck up the courage to talk to her. |
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I needn't have worried as she was the first to speak "was it you I sat next to at Euston station? and didn't you catch the 11.15 train to Manchester?"
I tell her that it was me and as we both appeared to be eating alone she could join me if she wanted to.
She is soon sitting opposite me and introduces herself as Claire.
I tell her my name is Paul, food ordered we are very soon in deep conversation.
I am wondering why she hides her amazing figure behind the Mrs stern clothes and the dress she is wearing tonight.
We are still chatting when the starters arrive and I nearly choke on my first bite as she asks "did you fuck that girl in the train toilet?"
I mumbled something about not actually fucking her.
"oh I just wondered as I did notice her panties in the top of her handbag when she returned to her seat and I knew you were in there with her as I had a perfect view of the door from where I sat"
I was so embarrassed I just wanted the ground to open up and swallow me.
She smiled and said "it'll be our little secret" we finished the starter in silence, although I did think she was now looking at me as some sort of dirty old man. |
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Claire although forthright with her question about what happened on the train was otherwise reluctant to talk about relationships and totally shutdown if I tried to talk about anything sexual.
At one point she excused herself to powder her nose, I took the opportunity to check in on fab. my message had been deleted and the account no longer appeared on my who's near feature. Perhaps it wasn't Claires account after all and just a coincidence that she had been within 1/4 mile and happened to wear the same running gear. I was just logging of when Claire returned, as we continued with our dinner I was unsure whether she was interested in me or not so decided to apply Professor Hienz Swienbecker's three touch rule to seduction. |
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As Professor Hienz Swienbecker's three touch rule to seduction is not known to many I'll try to explain, I won't give away all the details or no woman would be safe.
The Professor wrote a book about body language and psychological manipulation in the 1930s, the Derren Brown of his time.
I was fortunate enough to read the manuscript while working at Bristol university in the 90s.
Basically it explains that women like men with three major qualities, humour,compassion and strength. The book goes on to explain how touching certain parts of a women while using words related to these subjects can work like an afrodisiac, it's a bit like hypnotic suggestion.
I've found it to have a 75% success rate in the past and now it's time to put it into practise once more.
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"Not quite sure who is sadder here, the b*********r or those who applaud it "
I'll tell you what is sadder, a sad old man who doesn't understand this is a fantasy section and just trawls the forum leaving negative feedback.
if you don't like the fantasy section you could always read other forums.
p.s. moaning gits tend to get less response on fab  |
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"Not quite sure who is sadder here, the b*********r or those who applaud it
I'll tell you what is sadder, a sad old man who doesn't understand this is a fantasy section and just trawls the forum leaving negative feedback.
if you don't like the fantasy
section you could always read other forums.
p.s. moaning gits tend to get less response on fab "
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As we chat while enjoying the main course Claire says something funny, reaching across the table I gently stroke her forearm with my thumb as I tell her "she has a wicked sense of humour"
I'm not sure if it's the wine or whether she is warming to me or stage one has worked but Claire certainly seems a lot more relaxed and is smiling a lot.
I have to wait until dessert is over before I can implement stage two, once she has finished I indicate that she has something on her cheek, this is actually a little white lie and after she wiped her cheek I tell her it is still there. gently stroking her cheek with the back of my fingers I tell her "that takes care of that"
Claire then says she should really be heading up to her room as she needs to prepare for work in the morning.
I ask the waiter to put the meal on my room tab and escort her to the lift, as the door opens I place my hand on the small of her back "after you, I'll leave you in control of the buttons"
"fourth floor" I say as she pushes the number 4 button.
"same floor as me" she smiles as the doors close.
oh well four floors to see if 'humour' 'care' and 'control' have had the desired effect. |
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"Not quite sure who is sadder here, the b*********r or those who applaud it
I'll tell you what is sadder, a sad old man who doesn't understand this is a fantasy section and just trawls the forum leaving negative feedback.
if you don't like the fantasy section you could always read other forums.
p.s. moaning gits tend to get less response on fab "
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We don't break eye contact in the lift mirror and we're soon on floor 4, Claire steps out and heads left the same direction I'm going.
walking a pace behind I admire her swaying hips, She stops outside her room and kissing me on the cheek thanks me for dinner.
"I'm just down the corridor if you fancy raiding the mini bar?" I suggest.
She pauses to think "I shouldn't really as I need to prepare for the morning but I guess a quicky won't hurt"
Thank you professor I think to myself as we head to my room, 80% success rate.
I fumble with the key card excited that Claire is coming to my room, as we enter she sits on the chair by the desk, I ask what she would like to drink? "whatever you are having" she says so I open a couple of bottles of Peroni.
We chink the bottles together and I sit on the edge of the bed, as she puts her lips around the bottle I imagine her doing that to my cock.
"Have you lured me into your room so you can try and fuck me" she asks.
I almost choke on my beer with shock "er no" I mumble.
putting her bottle down she walk over to me "that's a shame" she says as she straddles my lap pulling me into a passionate kiss. |
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Without breaking the kiss I lean over and stand my beer on the bedside table, my hands take a firm grip on her sexy arse.
Her hands come between us and she begins to unbutton my shirt, struggling with the second button she takes a firm grip and rips my shirt open sending buttons in all directions.
Slipping the shirt over my shoulders she removes it and discards it on the floor.
she pushes me down on the bed forcing my hands to leave her arse, they are very soon unzipping her dress.
Breaking from the kiss she moves slowly down my body kissing my nipples as she passes, As she reaches my groin she stops and caresses my hard cock through my trousers, teasing it with her painted fingers.
I want to ask her to release it but I want to see how far she is going to go on her own with a guy she only really met less than two hours earlier.
She stroked me for ages and I was close to cumming when she stood up, her dress fell off her shoulders and she stepped out of it, her toned body looking incredible in her burgundy lingerie. bending over she gave me a great view of her small but very firm tits as she unfastened my trousers and I raised my bum to ease their removal.
My legs were hanging over the edge of the bed as she knelt between then and ran her tongue along my cock, I lifted my head to watch as she slowly examined every inch of my cock with her tongue. She licked the pre cum from the tip and smiling at me said "Mmmmmmmm I'm going to enjoy this as much as you" |
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To quote a line from my favourite TV show 'she had a tongue like an electric eel and she knows how to use'
I felt myself close to cumming so instructed her to stand up, I stood up at the same time towering above her. I could taste myself on her lips as we kissed, turning around so she was next to the bed I unfastened her bra letting it fall to the floor I stood back to admire her pert tits with their hard nappies. Falling with her onto the bed I thrust my cock against her panty clad pussy, her breathing quickened as I continued to slowly thrust and she dug her nails into my arse cheeks encouraging me to thrust harder.
"YES, YES, OOH YEAH THAT'S IT, FUCK ME HARD. YYYEÈEeeesssss" she screamed, throwing her head from side to side as I thrust away.
As she recovered I began to kiss my way down her body, my mouth was soon alternating between her hard nipples and her body began thrashing about as bit down hard.
Heading further south I see her panties are a lot darker now were she has orgasmed in them, I slowly peel them of and I hold them to my nose inhaling her sex. my head is soon between her legs and I begin to feast on her soaked pussy.
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Long slow licks along her pussy lips allow me to drink her juices, boy does she taste good. Her clit pops out from under its hood and stands proudly almost demanding attention, fast and furiously I flick it with my tongue as Claire grips tightly onto the bed and begins to thrash about below me.
"oh yeah that's the spot, it feels so good. don't stop DON'T STOP OH FUCK I'M CUMMING, I'M CUMMING AAARRRGGGGHHHH" and with that the floodgates opened and a tsunami of fluids covered my face and shoulders, soaking my bed in the process.
Coming up for air I look at Claire panting on the bed her perfect body rising and falling as she catches her breath.
I pass Claire her beer while I take a swig from mine, I need some fluids before I fuck her. |
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I tell Claire I'm just getting a condom as I head to the bathroom, collecting it from my wash bag I return to the bedroom. I'm stopped in my tracks as I see Claire had finished her beer and was using the bottle to fuck herself, I've seen plenty of pictures of this online but seeing it happen before my eyes is such a turn on.
I am very soon rolling the condom onto my veiny shaft and as Claire removes the bottle I slide my cock easily into her.
We both lick her juices of the bottle as she contracts and relax her pelvic muscles around my cock, I assume this is what a milking machine feels like on a cows udders, all I know is that feels amazing.
Milking me hard until I tense up and cum inside her I fall on the bed and we kiss passionately.
"I don't know what come over me, I've never done anything like this before" said Claire now slightly embarrassed "but when we got in the lift I knew I had to have you"
I smiled to myself inwardly thanking the professor.
After a short time Claire dressed and returned to her room saying she'd probably see me around as she was in the hotel all week.
As I recovered I logged on to fab and I had a message from 'short skirt' |
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"short skirts" message read 'Hi Rebecca here,it was great meeting you on the train today and fulfilling one of my fantasies. I'm in Manchester on Wednesday visiting friends during the day so if you fancy meeting up in the evening with complete our unfinished business'
I assume the unfinished business is the fucking she spoke about on the train so I message her saying it would be great to meet up.
I guess this time working in a Manchester is going to be good, already today I've had fun with two women.... that takes a year in Suffolk.
I lay on my bed wondering how I'm going to deal with the problem at our Manchester office but my mind keeps thinking about Rebecca and Claire so I settle down to get some sleep. |
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Talking of the subject header of this thread. I had a meal, the other night and as the starter was served, the waiter nudged my shoulder. The main course ended up with same chap rubbing against my other shoulder. And finally. The dessert course was put on the table and said person ended up fleetingly coming into contact with my elbow.
And you know, that's the difference between a good restaurant and a great restaurant....
its the little touches .... 
"Get outta here!" -Ed |
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