Today was the day, after weeks of emailing and talking on the phone it all boiled down to today. Today I would meet him, John, my potential Master and Dominant.
I never mentioned this in my previous posts but one thing that John had wanted of me was to be an adult teenager. Kind of like being a little, except my age would be something like 15/16. This is why he wanted my pussy to be slightly hairy. He also wanted me to wear flowery underwear, something sweet and innocent, yet still sexy.
He had frequently mentioned wanting me to wear outfits; schoolgirl, cheerleader etc. I had told him that while I was a connoisseur of sexy outfits I didn’t have the cheerleader outfit (and he didn’t approve of my schoolgirl one).
Our first meet we had arranged to meet for coffee, and then go shopping for his favoured outfits. I thought that this would be a good way to not only get to know one another, but also have a fun day out where we could fantasize about these outfits and what he’d do to me.
I wore a white top, a tan skirt, black leggings and tan boots. He wanted me to wear something that made me look pretty and smart. This is what I had chosen.
I got to the coffee shop five minutes early and couldn’t see him anywhere. I text him and told him I was there. He quickly text back and said he was just parking his car and to order him a cappuccino. I also had a cappuccino and when the drinks came I went and sat down, reading on my phone and started to sip on my coffee.
He came in a few minutes later and spotted me. I stood up and kissed his cheek as he kissed mine back and slid his hand down my back. He was 6ft 1, thick dark brown hair, though going grey at the temples, blue eyes and slim but toned. For a man he was attractive and I couldn’t help but be pleased that he was like his pictures.
We discussed pretty vanilla things over coffee, though I was so used to hearing his voice order me about that every so often I couldn’t help but want him to tell me to touch myself or other command.
We spent about an hour talking over coffee before we went shopping. He walked in front of me, leading me out of the coffee shop but opened the door for me, and firmly placed his hand on my ass as I walked past him. He didn’t see but I couldn’t help but smile.
He led me to a well known sexual outfitters and dragged me inside. We perused the outfits on display and I could see many for my collection that I would have liked, but we were here for a cheerleaders outfit and so I abruptly stopped lusting and started looking. Neither of us could find one, and so John had to ask the store assistant. She was a cute little thing, probably just only 18 or 19 and I couldn’t help but flirt with her, my lesbian side coming out after being slightly repressed as of late. She rummaged through the aisles and eventually found a few, they were navy blue, with a big ‘Cheer’ emblazoned across the front, yellow hems around the skirt and arms. John smiled as he saw it and the only one they had was in a size below mine.
John saw that I was flirting and asked the attendant to help me try it on, pointing out that looked like it needed two people as it was fiddly and obviously he couldn’t step in the changing rooms as he was male.
She agreed, but said that she couldn’t be too long helping me as she had to manage the store. We went into the changing rooms, I went in alone and stripped off, putting the outfit on as best as I could, then as I needed help I called her in.
She opened the curtain and saw the outfit was 90% on, just not quite on around my waist. She came close to me and knelt down, tugging at the outfit to get it on me. She looked up at me with her pretty eyes and all I wanted to do was grab her hair and force her to eat me. She gazed at my underwear, noting that they were cute and stood up after getting the outfit to go on me. She was inches away from me and my hands couldn’t help but hold her waist, my lips inches away from hers.
She was blushing and as I went to lean in to kiss her she moved away, noting that she had been gone for too long. She left the changing rooms and I followed her, showing John the outfit. He smiled greatly, making a comment about us being in there a long while but following it quickly with the fact that he thought the outfit looked great on me. I smiled, looked at the attendant and nodded in her direction, well its all thanks to her.
I asked her to help me take it off but she politely refused, stating that she had to tend the store. I asked how I would take the dress off and she said that on this one occasion John would be allowed to go into the changing rooms and take it off me.
So that’s exactly what we did.. I walked back into the changing rooms and took off what I could, then ushered John in to help me take off the rest. He helped pull the outfit off of me, and I was left standing there in my underwear, which he also noticed that they were the cute, flowery ones he liked.
He admired me, and upon glancing down I noticed that he was getting hard. He saw me looking and whispered to me “Do you want to taste your first ever cock?” the words he spoke shook right through me. Did I want to forfeit my gold star for a horny romp in a changing room? Or would this be the start of something?
I was feeling horny from the anticipation about meeting John anyway but that little brush with the attendant and her teasing me by walking away left me achingly wet.
All I could do was bite my lip and nod and with that John grabbed my hair and brought me to my knees…