Starring: Chockyy and Paul

Over the time my way of choosing the people I engage with has changed a little bit. I get the same kinds of messages, but this one peaked my interest. His name was Paul. He was a bit older than my usual candidates, but the way he wrote to me was different. It’s his past that let him seek me out. He sounded believable and it touched me on a personal level. He was more experienced than I was, but throughout our discussions I felt that was more an advantage than anything else. The things we agreed upon worked for me and he had a better idea of how to make it a good experience for the two of us.

Right on time he arrived and even though I could have been ready. I was purposefully holding back on getting ready. I opened the door for Paul and let him in. He was a sturdy older man , maybe in his 50s. He was well dressed and I could see that he had put in effort to look clean and fresh. He was holding flowers in his hand and smiled towards me. I took the flowers and told him:

“You are late, I put a lot of emphasis on punctuality. Let me get ready and hopefully you will be able to keep your promise to make it worth my time to go out for dinner with you!”

I didn’t wait to hear his response and headed towards my room. On my way I dropped the flowers on the table like they were annoying me. I took my time and finished my make-up and took almost comically long to get my high heels on. It took me probably half an hour to get ready. Meanwhile I let Paul simmer in my living room without paying attention to him. I joined him and saw that he had put the flowers in a vase and placed it in the middle of the table. I noticed little things like that and I was sure he was a decent person.

“Let's hurry Paul , if you hadn’t been too late I could have taken time to talk with you a little more.”

I was ecstatic. I know for the moment it was a lot of play and pretend, but the way she was carrying herself and had dived into the persona I had asked for, I knew that the feeling of illusion was going to fade quickly. I opened the door for her and I was simply baffled by her looks and the way she got smoothly into the car. Everything about her body language screamed self control and elegance. I closed the door and took a seat in the car.

“You know that we will be late thanks to you. I don’t like the feeling of embarrassment; Being late isn’t the way I like to be known for.” You know that depending on your behaviour this evening I might simply kick you out of my apartment without even kissing you goodbye.”

I sighted and thought she was maybe overdoing it for her part, but the situation was special and she did a lot more good than bad. When we arrived at the restaurant I took another look at her and she was simply beautiful. The people who would see us together would surely think that old man is out here to present his latest trophy wife and they couldn’t be more wrong. My goal was to be part of someone's life and improve it in a noticeable fashion. Sure I thought about my desires and she was helping me out living my fantasy, but on my side I had plans to serve her and what I could afford was gonna be spent on her. Little things like making sure she was always eating quality food and not having to look at the prices of appliances. I wasn’t rich but things like that add up and she was gonna have a better life.

My impression of Paul is that he is deep down a good person. His needs seemed a bit strange to me but I would say that my time with him is going well. I appreciate the amount of effort he puts into everything. I feel important to him. He chose a restaurant that I don’t know, but the menu is written in French and the people all behave in a way that looks to me like choreography to me. I assume that some people enjoy an atmosphere like that, but I am here for the food. I took a glance at the prices and although I wasn’t paying I felt pity for Paul. I wanted to take something on the lower end of the prices until I deciphered a word that had a tendency to turn down my brain. Steak 80£. Paul, if someday I can apologise for this I will. I felt bad, but I hoped it was ok for him. Steaks and a nice assortment of fruits were my biggest weaknesses. Paul seemed ready to order and he didn’t react to me ordering the steak. Maybe I was too worried about his money situation.

“So Paul, do you think that a fancy restaurant will get you in my bed? I am having a good time so far, but can you please change the subject.” “No, I just want to treat you well and we don’t have to talk about my family. Do you have something in mind that might be more interesting?” “Did you watch the game Liverpool vs Man U?” “Yes I am not too much into football, but it w…” “I really like Klopp, he is a great manager, don’t you think so?”

I had to calm down.I was really struggling to make Paul feel stupid, but this wasn’t the right way to do it. I think his experience showed and we recovered along with the dinner. I am glad that we were doing our best to make this work. He was indeed nice and I felt a little bit embarrassed at my attempt to make him look uninteresting. The steak was amazing and the rest of the dinner was pleasant. I think that Paul really saved our dynamic and appreciated his patience and how he carried us through this evening.

As we headed home I was starting to dread what I was about to do to him. I know that he wanted an experience like that, but I am not ice cold. I honestly have a hard time behaving the way he wanted me to. We also agreed that Aftercare was not on the menu. This would mean that his last impression of me was going to be bad. We got into my apartment and I told him to wait in the living room.

“I have to tell you that you have impressed me so far. The food was great and praise where praise is due. I had lapses in behaviour that were very bad. I am glad that you saved the dinner and you might get some pussy if you are packing something down there! Get undressed and wait for me here. I went to the bathroom and I was aroused. Any person other than Paul would have landed in my bed after an evening like that. He was a perfect gentleman and quite interesting as a person. I took a bath towel and started to dry up my pussy. I was not sure if it was going to work, but I had planned the finale of the evening by kicking him out. I got completely naked and went into the living room. Paul was standing there with his hands behind the back with a full erection.

“Paul, take a look at me. You see what you are missing out on? One glance at your Manhood was enough to know that sex will never be on the menu. You did well, but you lack in the most important department. Look at this!”

I showed him my pussy and it had worked out for the moment at least.

“I was wet and ready to fuck you in the bathroom and now I know for sure that I will have to go to sleep without orgasm. How did you manage that? I will go to bed. If you need to jerk off you can do it on your own. Clean up your mess and close behind you.”

I had asked for something like that, but I was broken inside a little, my chest was hurting and I could feel tears forming in my eyes. She was the real deal and even though she just shattered my whole self esteem in the matter of seconds. The biggest blow came from myself, when I started to stroke my dick that was hard and throbbing.