(Tags: first meeting, safeword, rules, discuss protocol, cuddles)

I see you waiting at the agreed-upon spot. You have followed my initial instructions on how to present yourself, choosing a dress mostly in white with light blue. I see you recognize me as I approach. I smile and exclaim playfully “Hello my lovely”. You smile too, and respond with a simple “Hi.” “Are you ready for a fun time?” I ask, already knowing the answer. You would not have come if you were not. “Yes, definitely.” you respond with more conviction.

I grab your bag and motion for you to follow. We get to my pickup truck and I place your bag in the back and open the door for you, a perfect gentleman with a cocked eyebrow and a mischievous grin. You step in and I close the door behind you, then head to the driver side.

The drive to my home is uneventful. You ask several questions along the way about the surrounding countryside which I answer. I deflect any questions you ask specifically about my plans for the week, keeping you in suspense is clearly the first part of my plan. We turn a corner and head up the driveway to my house, the trees casting a cool shadow on the sunny day.

I park the truck and hop out, again opening your side and offering my hand as you exit the vehicle. I take your bag from the back and lead you to the front door. My terrier runs up, excited to see me though I have only been gone a short while and curious about the new guest. I stop to introduce you and give him some affection before we head inside. I can’t imagine what must go on inside your head as you step into my domain for the first time. I’m sure it’s a heady mix of excitement, fear, curiosity, and numerous other feelings.

I give you a brief tour of the home, first the bedroom where I leave your bag, the kitchen, the living room, and a brief peek into my music room. After the tour I offer you a beverage and a moment to refresh yourself, and ask you to meet me back in the living room after. I take a seat on my couch and stretch out while waiting for you. My own excitement over the coming week is growing, I’m going to enjoy myself almost as much as you will.

You enter a few minutes later. “You have a lovely home” you comment. I appreciate that you notice, “thank you. I take pride in what’s mine” I respond, hoping you catch the double entendre. I pat the seat next to mine, motioning for you to sit beside me. You do, and we share the first uninterrupted face-to-face gaze since I picked you up. I take a moment to admire your features, to get a really good look at you in person. My gaze makes you feel a bit awkward, I can tell easily, and I chuckle a little.

“We won’t do anything particularly intense today” I say, reassuringly. “We’ll take tonight to get comfortable with each other and then start in earnest tomorrow. Sounds good?” You didn’t expect that and take a quick moment, then respond “Oh, yes that sounds good. What do you mean get comfortable?” We start by going over the expectations, rules, and limits that we had previously discussed. I take your hand during our conversation and kiss it several times, acclimating you to my touch.

After we finish our review I reach out and stroke your hair, and then cheek with the back of my fingers, “I promised you rough treatment, and also gentle. We’ll start with gentle” I offer. I lean forward and gently plant a kiss your lips once, then once on the cheek I was stroking. I put my extended arm around your shoulder and draw you close to an embrace. “Are you nervous?” I ask. “Yes, but less than before” you state frankly. “That’s understandable” I reply, “just remember that if you need to stop or take a break just say so, no need to hold back.” You nod and quietly enjoy the warmth of my arms around you. We sit like that for several more minutes, I gently stroke your hair and sometimes kiss the top of your head.

I gradually relax my embrace and look you in the face, “You must be hungry after your trip. I certainly am. Would you join me in the kitchen to prepare dinner?” I ask. “Ooh what will we be having tonight?” you ask. I grin “well I’ll be having you, but that’s dessert. Dinner tonight is stew and sweet potatoes.” We both chuckle and I lead you to the kitchen.