A Fantasy Fulfilled

	When I answered the anonymized ad in the "Singles Partyline" I
was attracted by the mystery lady's words. I never knew that she would
one day begin to reveal to me her innermost desires and fantasies. I
am 48 years old and have known many women but have never known one who
would open up her libido like a book. I have always been fascinated
with the fact that women have fantasies but keep them "secretly
clothed". Although a woman may bare her body for you I have found it
rare that one will bare her soul. As Sarah and I began to correspond
via e-mail, I was fascinated with her free expression of her inner-
most sexuality and fantasies.

	In my wildest imagination I never thought we would actually
ever meet, touch and hold each other in our arms.

FROM SARAH:

	***I responded to his reply with a little hesitation. He had a
refreshing sense of humor and if nothing else, would make for an
interesting e-mail friend. I am 34 and didn't realize then, that
within two weeks, this man would have me totally intrigued.

	If someone had told me that only a couple weeks after making
e-mail contact with Sarah we would be together in a motel room
fulfilling one of her fantasies I would not have believed it.

	Our e-mail correspondence was the first thing to take an
interesting turn. Sarah suggested that we compile a fantasy together,
in writing, by each of us adding segments. "The Sales Call" which I
have posted here is the actual compilation of our story we wrote
together.

FROM SARAH:

	***With our frequent writings, we had talked about everything
under the sun. Our last topic of conversation was fantasies. He had
asked about mine and I told him about a situation I had often thought
of. His reply was that of a similar situation. I wondered what would
happen if the two were combined, and suggested we give it a try.

	At the beginning of our e-mailings we agreed that we would not
meet. About ten days later when we had compiled this hotly erotic
story together, Sarah told me that although she had said she did not
want to meet initially that she was having a change of mind. She said
she had thought of a fantasy which she had and which she was
considering fulfilling with me if I were willing. She asked me how
much of a risk taker I was and I told her I like adventure.

FROM SARAH:

	***Throughout our writings, I found that we were very much
alike. After initially not wanting to meet, I began to realize that
this particular man could very well play a very important part in a
fantasy which I have had for some time.

	But would he be willing? This was not an average fantasy, and
not one to which just any man would agree. He would be taking a risk
of being put into a situation where he wouldn't know whether or not he
liked it until it was too late.

	Sarah's fantasy was that she wanted to meet me *just for sex*
without ever having met face to face beforehand. She said she had
other "surprises" if I were interested.

FROM SARAH:

	***The fantasy in my mind was becoming more and more vivid and
the thought more and more intriguing. But there was a problem. In
order for it to work, I couldn't tell him all the details. For if I
did, it would not be spontaneous, and the fantasy would become just
another play.

	He would have to trust me. Could he? Would he? I knew I would
have to *make* him interested, so I created a few "catches" in order
to appeal to his curiosity.

	Thoughts began flashing through my mind. Positive thoughts
included the knowledge I had gained of Sarah that she was a highly
erotic and expressive woman. She not only had fantasies but could
describe them in some detail and with clarity. Negative thoughts
included the possibility that Sarah had fantasies because there was
something "undesirable" about her. She might be physically
unattractive in some way or might have a severely low self image.

FROM SARAH:

	***Before approaching him with this, I wondered what he would
think of me, and what he might think *I* thought of myself. I also
thought of the possibility that we might not be physically attracted
to one another upon meeting and decided to read over our previous
letters. I was definitely attracted to this man and I told myself it
didn't matter what he looked like. But what if he didn't feel the same
way? I eagerly awaited his reply.

	Adventure won. After weighing all the possibilities (including
that she might be "dangerous") I decided that I was truly an
adventurer. I began to adjust my business travel schedule so that I
may schedule the meeting. Several days later it was scheduled and I
was driving to a motel in a suburb of a large Midwestern city.

FROM SARAH:

	***He agreed and the reservation was made. There were some
last minute preparations which would have to be taken care of. I
scheduled the day off in order to assure things would go smoothly.

	Sarah and I were to meet at a nice motel located in a middle
class suburb at an interstate highway exit. I was somewhat familiar
with the area. As I drove toward it on the interstate I was
surprisingly calm. I was thinking positive thoughts about meeting
Sarah face to face or "body-to-body" as it were.

FROM SARAH:

	***Packing my overnight bag, making sure I had everything, I
was much more calm and together than I had anticipated.

	This would be a good night. On the way to the motel, I made a
few stops. We would need something to drink and something to eat,
nothing alcoholic, this was a night for sobriety, a night we'd want to
remember. The food had to be light, so fruit (grapes and strawberries)
was an excellent choice.

	Sarah had told me that her fantasy centered around the
scenario that we would meet in the room in such a way that we would
not lay eyes on each other until we were totally naked in each other's
arms. She also said there was another surprise having to do with our
"initial conversation". I, of course, wondered what Sarah looked like.
Was there a reason she did not want to make eye contact before we made
body contact? I wondered. Did it matter? I decided not.

	She had given me instructions on locating her car in the motel
lot and how to enter it and get the room key and further instructions
from an envelope she would have there.

	In my mind's eye I envisioned going to her room and that she
would be in the bathroom with the door closed as I disrobed.

	We would talk about something, I didn't know what. Then, I
would open the door to the bathroom and she would be standing there
naked and we would embrace. That is the image I had. Although her
physical attributes were a wondrous mystery I knew it wouldn't matter
either way because Sarah had proven to be a wonderfully erotic woman.

FROM SARAH:

	***As I entered the room and looked around, a few adjustments
to the original plan would have to be made. Nonetheless it would work
out just fine. As I proceeded to do what was necessary, I wondered at
what he might be thinking. Would he show up or have a change of heart
at the last minute? In either case, I was there and I proceeded as
planned.

	We were to meet at 7:00 p.m. and spend the night together. As
I reached the exit and located the motel it was 6:40. I was somewhat
apprehensive that I may be too early, perhaps even beating her there.
As I approached the very large, three story motel I immediately
spotted her car parked near the lot entrance. I grinned; Sarah had
thought of everything. I had easily detected in our e-mail that Sarah
was a highly intelligent woman. I would not have to drive around
searching for her car.

FROM SARAH:

	***I arrived extra early for various reasons, one being the
fact that he may show up early. The other being that I needed the time
to prepare. The lot was relatively empty. I had my choice of parking
spaces.

	Being early I parked next to her car and sat there for a few
moments, smoking a cigarette. It was a beautiful day. We had a couple
nice, warm spring days last week and last Tuesday when Sarah and I
met, it was unusually warm and sunny for this time of April. I looked
at the motel. It looked like a nice place. It was large and stately.
Many windows pointed toward the lot where I sat and I wondered if
Sarah might be at one of the windows monitoring her car to watch me
enter it for the envelope. It would be unfair if she allowed herself
to evaluate me before I had the chance to see her. I doubted she would
do that. Finally, the suspense was overcoming me and I decided to
follow her instructions, enter her car and read what was in the
envelope. As I looked into her car window, the envelope sat
conspicuously on the passenger seat. I opened her car door, took the
envelope and locked her car. I went back to my car and opened the
envelope. Inside was a greeting card with a design on the front which
related to some element of our e-mail conversation. I grinned. "I am
liking her more and more already", I thought to myself.

FROM SARAH:

	***After parking the car, I retrieved the card from my bag and
placed it on the seat in plain view. I wondered at what his reaction
would be.

	I opened the card and inside was her typed note to me plus a
little motel receipt slip which showed her room number. It was on the
third floor. My eyes looked up and scanned the third floor level
windows to see if a female face were at one of them. I did not see
any. Then I read the contents of her note:

	"Good Evening, Mr. Baker :)
	GLAD YOU COULD MAKE IT! :)

	When you arrive at the door, knock twice, wait 30 seconds and
enter. Once you are inside, immediately remove all your clothes and
proceed towards the bathroom, where you will then see the back of me.
Do whatever is necessary to get the front of your body against the
back of mine. Once your arms are around me, I will turn around and
reveal myself to you.

	Oh yes... the "catch" :)

> I want you to tell me... EXACTLY what you are thinking... and what
you are feeling... from the minute you open the door... until the time
that our bodies are pressed together.

Since it would not be fair for you to be in this predicament alone, I
will answer any question you direct my way. >

	"Are you feeling a touch of anxiety, yet?" > :) >

	As a matter of fact, I was not feeling the anxiety I had
expected. I was *very* amused at the note. This was a woman with class
and with a sense of humor and with a very vivid imagination. I was
now, less than ever, mindful of her appearance. Her soul was what I
was after.

	I was also amused with her fantasy. It was actually pretty
close to what I had anticipated. This was obviously a woman who
wanted, this one time, to be *in control* of the situation. As a male
this has never bothered me. In fact, in matters sexual, I have found
that when the woman is given total freedom she responds so hotly it
makes sex almost unbelievable. I was loving it already.

	I looked at my watch. It was only 6:45. I decided to enter the
motel and get myself out of the parking lot. Just in case Sarah might
look out the window at some point, I figured I'd reduce the likelihood
that she'd see me there.

	I entered the lobby and walked to the elevator and soon was on
the third floor. Room 321 was right next to the elevator alcove and I
passed by the door. It was silent. I noticed that the room was
oriented in such a way that it faced toward the lot. Based on the
orientation and where the car was parked she could have been looking
out the window. It was early and so I took the elevator back
downstairs, lit a cigarette and walked back outside into the sunlight.
I walked under the entryway verandah and out into the lot and looked
up. Nope, she couldn't see her car or that part of the lot from her
window because the large verandah structure blocked the view. I walked
back inside and finished my cigarette and looked at my watch. It was
6:50. Time was going horribly slow. I went back to the elevator and
returned to the third floor. The elevator doors opened and my heart
immediately began to pound. I looked down at my shirt and it was
fluttering like it was being blown by a sea breeze. I walked
hesitantly toward the door and knocked twice. I looked at my watch and
watched 30 seconds tick off and my heart was pounding about three
times a second. I placed the key into the doorknob and turned.

FROM SARAH:

	***At 6:30, everything was in place, I was ready and patiently
waiting. The time went by slowly as I referred to the clock often.
Wondering if he had arrived, if he had retrieved the note, or had he
changed his mind. I checked the clock again; it was 6:52 and a knock
was heard. My heart began to pound with excitement. I got into
position as I heard the opening of the door.

	The lights in the room were off except for the entryway light
at the door. There was a sweet smell in the room and a post-it note on
the bathroom door. The note told me to remove all my clothes and then
to enter the bathroom.

	"Hello!" I tried to exclaim calmly and enthusiastically. No
doubt the enthusiasm was there but I was both alarmed and amused at
how my voice quivered. "So you want to know what I'm thinking, huh?"

FROM SARAH:

	***His voice sounded the same as it did on the phone. Soft and
yet very masculine. My heart raced as I began to answer.

	Sarah's voice, which I had spoken with by phone twice, was
very sexy and she spoke so softly from inside the bathroom I could
barely hear her. "Yes, if you don't mind".

	"Oh I don't mind." I was struggling to get out of my clothes
as fast as I could. With a shaky voice I continued, "I wish I had worn
jump suit!"

	"A jump suit? I don't understand."

	"Yes, I mean it would be much quicker to get out of my clothes
if I had worn a jump suit." Somehow I had the feeling that my attempt
at humor was failing. "So", I ad-libbed, "tell me what *you* are
thinking."

	"My heart is pounding!", Sarah spoke again very softly with
her words echoing inside the bathroom and exiting through a small
crack in the slightly opened door. The light inside was out.

	My voice was shaking badly, affected by my jumping diaphragm,
and not knowing what to say next, I tore off the last pieces of
clothing and placed my hand on the door knob.

	"Okay, I'm coming in... "

FROM SARAH:

	***The moment had finally arrived. I was going to feel his
body against mine. I could not believe the speed at which my heart
pounded. I took a deep breath and told myself, "This is it!". This is
the feeling I wanted to achieve. The exhilaration of the heart, the
mind and the soul, all combined and racing at full speed.

	I slowly opened the door and expected to see her standing
there with her back to me. "Turn the light on", she almost whispered.
I could not see her and when I turned the light on she was not
standing there as I had anticipated.

	Around a corner to my right was a Jacuzzi and as I took one
step forward, there, huddled up to the far side of the Jacuzzi in a
fetal position with her back toward me, was Sarah.

	She had her head down in her folded arms and her body folded
so that her chest was up against her thighs. She was huddled up toward
the wall which was a huge mirror behind the Jacuzzi. The sweet smell I
had noticed upon entering the room was bubble bath. The water and
bubbles reached a level just below her waist.

	I expelled a gust of air, sort of like, "Wheeeeww". Sarah, at
least from this vantage point, was beautiful. Her body was trim and
just slightly muscular. Her dark blonde hair was curly and full,
cascading down to her back to just below her neck and shoulders. A
pretty tattoo of a cut rose graced the back of her left shoulder.

	"Come and sit behind me", she said softly and I detected just
a hint of quiver in her own voice. I walked to the Jacuzzi and sat
down behind her. Her slender backside was pressed against my chest and
groin as we sat in this position.

	"Mmmmmm", I gasped, "you are beautiful."

	Sarah lifted her head from her arms and looked into the mirror
and into my eyes. She smiled. She was a goddess.

FROM SARAH:

	***As I lifted my head and looked into the mirror, I saw his
face for the first time. Surprised at my luck, I couldn't help but
smile. He was a very distinguished looking gentleman, and he was mine
for the night!

	"Can you feel my heart beating against your back?" I asked.

	"Yes, I can Jim," she whispered, "and mine is beating out of
control too."

FROM SARAH:

	***His heart seemed to be beating throughout his body. I was
glad to know that he was experiencing the same feeling as I. I
wanted to reassure him that I too, was excited.

	My hands had been caressing the sides of her shapely torso and
legs as they were folded together before me. I moved my hands to her
chest to feel her heart. She leaned back toward me and took my hands,
placing them below her full breasts and I could feel her heart
pounding. She twisted to face me and we smiled at each other and
kissed warmly.

FROM SARAH:

	***His lips were soft and well tuned. His hands gentle and
persuasive. I began to feel the changes in my body as it went through
a series of stages, from extreme excitement, to a warm arousal, to a
heated passion as our hands and lips eagerly begin to explore each
others bodies.

	Sarah's beautiful lips were like moist, sensuous cushions
pressed against mine. Her face was beautiful and her lovely hair
curled in tresses, augmenting her facial qualities.

	Her eyes were beautiful open and lovely closed and she
alternated opening and closing them as we kissed and began to explore
with our tongues.

FROM SARAH:

	***My head was turned and my body twisted. As the passion
began to grow more intense, it was becoming increasingly more
difficult to maintain the contorted position. I wanted to see him...
all of him... and I wanted him to see me.

	She and I were twisted into an awkward position sideways in
the small Jacuzzi and she softly recommended we move to a more
comfortable position in the foamy water. I smiled at her when she
asked to be on top and I lay down into the water as she straddled with
her knees beside my hips.

	Sarah's entire body was as beautiful as her face. As she
positioned herself over me I admired her endowments. Below her face
and hair was a beautiful chest, adorned with ample and enticing
breasts but they were not "gargantuan". Her nipples and areoles were
dark tan. Below her breasts her tummy was flat below her lowest rib.
She had a cute navel that, at some time, I wanted to explore with my
tongue.

	Sarah's legs were slender and long with a pleasing amount of
muscle. Sarah had told me that she has worked out with weights and it
was obvious to my eyes that she had been truthful. Even Sarah's feet
were beautifully formed and proportioned. As I watched her position
that body over me I realized I was going to enjoy exploring every
square inch of her. I also felt a strange feeling of how fortunate I
was to be with such a lovely woman when I had absolutely *no idea*
what she might look like ahead of time.

FROM SARAH:

	***As he lay in the water, I began to lower myself upon him, I
was then able to view him completely. His body was slender, his skin
light and the hair on his chest, just beginning to show a hint of
gray, was not massive. He was not built like a 25 year old but he had
taken good care of himself. I have always held an attraction for older
men, yet somehow this man was different. Though most would probably
say he looked his age, through my eyes he didn't look a day over 30. I
was becoming more and more enchanted with him and I prayed the night
would never end.

	When Sarah positioned her torso slowly over my now enlarged
penis she grinned broadly at me with a devilish smile. I am sure I
grinned back and knew that she was going to cause me to cum in rather
short order. I knew I could recover and had a fleeting thought that I
hoped I could "keep up with her" throughout the night and give her the
pleasure she so obviously desired.

FROM SARAH:

	***As I rested my weight upon him, I slid my hands up his
chest, leaned forward and presented him with a kiss. From our previous
writing, I knew he was very experienced and I suddenly began to wonder
if he would be disappointed with me. Not wanting to dwell on it, for
fear that it would show, I erased the thought from my mind and
tenderly kissed his lips once more.

	The water began to slosh in the Jacuzzi as she began to thrust
slowly up and down. I placed my hands on her curvaceous hips and
guided her in her gyrations. We looked into each others' eyes as she
slowly humped me. The warmth of the water and my partial submersion
kept me from exploding too quickly and Sarah closed her eyes and began
to hum and moan in her soft voice. Her skin flushed just slightly, her
eyes were lightly shut with her lids fluttering and her lips separated
a little as she came. She kept up her rhythm and I then felt my own
orgasm pounding deeply from my own gut and into hers. She leaned
forward and we embraced and kissed again. It was gentle and slow. I
had a feeling things would get hot and furious later.

	They did.

FROM SARAH:

	***I didn't expect to reach my peak so quickly. Due to the
excitement of the situation and the fact that he was pleasing to my
eyes I had no control.

	"Let's dry each other off," I suggested as we stepped from the
Jacuzzi tub. I handed her a bath towel and took the other one in my
own hands. Sarah started by lightly rubbing and blotting my body with
hers until I was dry and then I did the same with hers. As she dried
me I was pleased at her soft cooing, broad smile and admiration that
glowed upon her face as she inspected my body. It is wonderful to be
appreciated, especially by such a beautiful woman as Sarah.

	I had absolutely *no* trouble appreciating Sarah's lovely body
as I toweled it dry from her neck to the soles of her feet.

FROM SARAH:

	***As I began to place the towel against his body, I noticed
his true height and his broad shoulders. As my eyes began to wander
the length of his body standing before me, I began to think of how
nice it would be to lay by his side with his arms wrapped around me.

	We took each other by the hand and walked to the bed. Sarah
went to her bag and took out a bowl of fresh strawberries and white
grapes and we lay down beside each other to partake. Both of us lay on
our stomachs looking at each other, stroking and caressing each other
and picking up the fruit and eating it. We made small talk about the
wonderful "insanity" of this fantasy-come-true. We laughed as we
described what our feelings had been: the adventure, the thrill of
fear, expectation and heart-pounding raw excitement. I moved the
crystal bowl of fruit from the bed to the night stand so that we would
not send it accidentally flying and took Sarah into my arms and we
kissed again.

FROM SARAH:

	***As we began our simple conversation, I was amused as how
his sense of humor remained refreshing without the computer between
us. We laughed and joked and as he took me in his arms my heart began
to flutter.

	Sarah's kisses were so sweet. Her lips were tender and her
breath had a natural freshness. Sarah rolled partly on top of me with
one leg across mine and my hand, which had been rubbing up and down
her slender back began exploring her lovely bottom... the hills and
valleys. Soon, my hand touched her most fruitful valley and I felt the
warm moistness of her juices there which lubricated my fingers as they
explored her. I could feel the outer lips of her vagina, moist and
tender. Her pubic hair was curly and trimmed short. As my fingers
"found their mark", reaching over Sarah's thigh, she began to kiss
more passionately, silently begging me to make her cum again. Soon she
was writhing on me and against me and making light, short moans as my
fingers worked.

FROM SARAH:

	***His hands moved like a gentle wind, knowing just where to
touch, and how long to stay.

	"Mmmmmmmm, ooooohhh your hands are good... " she sighed softly
with her eyes closed.

	"Musician's hands" I smiled. I am a musician and she knew it.
Now I was playing another instrument and I wanted to make this
instrument sing.

FROM SARAH:

	***As my arousal again began to heighten, I wanted him. All of
him.

	It wasn't long before the instrument of Sarah's soul was
singing jazz, mellow jazz as she came. Her movements were fast now and
with some urgency she rolled onto her back and without either of us
saying a word I entered her. Her eyes were closed and her brow
slightly furrowed almost appearing to be irritated and her mouth was
broadly smiling with teeth gleaming. It was beautiful and exciting to
watch her face as it contorted in pleasure. The pleasure was evident
and it amused me how a woman's face, at the height of pleasure can
almost seem to show a look of pain. Her hands pulled my hips forward
into her. She wanted me deeper and she wanted me more forcefully
thrusting into her. She wanted me to fuck her.

	As I thrust deeply into her she swung her hips down to thrust
upon me as much as the position would allow. Her urgency now was
peaking. We were slamming our bodies into each other and my penis now,
hard but not ready to cum yet, felt like it was reaching up into her
midsection. Her eyelids fluttered and she groaned gutterally as her
orgasm returned but neither of us wanted to stop. She brought her legs
up, with her knees approaching her chest and I straightened up and
grabbed her feet to guide her and I to our deepest penetration
possible. I did not know how many times she was cumming but it seemed
to be a rather rapid and continual succession. It had not been long
since I had cum in the Jacuzzi but I felt another orgasm lightly
knocking to get out from my middle. It was not a "gusher" and I
couldn't know if she felt it. I kept on keeping on and remembered how
Sarah had told me by e-mail how much she liked to wrap her long,
slender, muscular legs around a man's neck and so I took her feet and
interlocked her heels behind my neck as we continued our "slam dance".
This position brought me closer to her aroused face and breasts which
I kissed passionately.

FROM SARAH:

	***He was deep within me and I was very aroused. It had seemed
as though he had control over my whole body and I felt my muscles
contracting as the juices continued to flow.

	Sarah relaxed and brought her legs down and my tongue moved
down her body starting at her lovely mouth and down, down, down until
eventually I was in position to eat her. I admired her trimmed patch.
It was darker blond than her hair and in tight little curls. Sarah's
taste was wonderfully sweet and her aroma was a fresh, exciting and
musky perfume. Each woman's aroma is different and Sarah's was
refreshing as it reached my flared nostrils. My flicking tongue
explored her outer regions as my arms reached underneath her thighs
and my hands caressed the sides of her breasts. After my tongue
entered Sarah and tasted her sweet and moist inner tissues she soon
had what I call a "screamer". I loved the sound of her otherwise soft
and refined voice as it made uncontrolled, rasping animal sounds. Her
torso bucked before me, making it difficult but quite pleasant to keep
up with her spastic and broad tremors. I found that as long as I kept
on licking, she kept on cumming.

FROM SARAH:

	***My mind was in a state of unconsciousness as my internal
organs raced with excitement. Could he possibly know what he was doing
to me? My body began to writhe as I felt the oncoming rush of my
orgasm. Yes, he knew what he was doing and he loved every minute of it
and so did I.

	Afterward we were smoking cigarettes as she lay upon me and
fingered my chest hairs. When the cigarettes were snuffed she said,
"Now, Jim, I am going to return the favor".

	She quickly kissed down my chest and I knew what she meant and
where she was going. When she reached her destination she was artful.
Her luscious lips and tongue were sending shocks of electricity
throughout my body but my ammunition was already spent. She worked and
worked and I was enjoying it immensely but had to tell her that my
batteries needed to recharge.

	The night continued and continued. The lovemaking never
stopped except for a couple cigarette breaks and stops to drink the
spritzwater and Snapple Ice Tea she had brought. The images of
lovemaking seem, for me, to blend after that.

	We enjoyed a variety of positions and I especially remember
the beauty of her cut rose tattoo and the shape of her back and pear-
shaped butt and the flying curls of her hair as we did it "doggie
style". Later in the night we were having to smear a soothing lotion
onto the burning flesh of our sexual parts. Finally, around 2:00 or
2:30, after seven hours of almost constant lovemaking, we were both
becoming tired. We kissed and embraced as we turned out the lights to
sleep. I don't know about Sarah but I fell asleep quickly and deeply.

FROM SARAH:

	***I drifted off quickly and slept very well. Awaking some
time before him. Realizing where I was, I turned to verify that he was
still there. I rose quietly from the bed, grabbed a smoke and went to
the window. Opening the curtain, the morning sun danced through the
window. As I stood there, occasionally glancing back to watch him
sleep, my mind began to slowly wander back to the day it had all
begun. I thought of how I hesitantly answered his response to my
"Partyline" posting, and then, after only a few writings, I began to
look forward to his daily notes. I thought about all the things we had
in common and how I felt the first time I heard his voice on the
telephone. Wanting to be at his side when he awoke, I returned to the
bed.

	Just as I slipped back under the covers and began to think
about the night before, I noticed his eyes begin to open and I
couldn't help but smile.

	Checkout time was noon and we had placed a wakeup call for
10:00 just in case. When I awoke, the sunlight was shining into the
window. Sarah was lying next to me awake and said she had awoken about
a half hour before me. We made love briefly and somewhat sorely one
last time.

	As we dressed I saw Sarah in clothing for the first time. I
looked at her and smiled. She was shockingly beautiful naked but now,
for the first, time I was seeing that she was also "an eyeful" fully
clothed. I mean that if I had seen her walking in a crowded mall I
would have been *quite* distracted. I helped her pack up her things
and we took the elevator down and went to our cars. At her car door I
kissed her and told her good bye. Then we drove off into the morning.

FROM SARAH:

	***As we neared our vehicles, it occurred to me that the
fantasy had come to an end. After doing what I had done, most men
would be apt to pin a label upon me. I am not loose by any means and
Jim understood that. I do not feel cheap, shameful, or guilty for
spending the night with a man I had never seen prior to this meeting.
I had known before approaching him with the idea that he would accept
me for who I am and not pass judgment upon me for having a fantasy and
wanting to fulfill it. He was a true gentleman from the time we met
until our goodbye kiss.

	As I drove down the interstate I couldn't help thinking what a
wonderfully erotic woman Sarah is. By erotic I don't just mean
beautiful and I don't just mean that she is a hot lover. I mean erotic
in the sense of her mind and soul. I admire her ability to fantasize
and her deep desire to make a fantasy come true. Those qualities are
usually "reserved"

	for the male of our species. The admiration was similar to an
admiration for finding a woman who can split wood with an ax or close
a high level corporate sales deal. It is sexy... very sexy.

FROM SARAH:

	***As we went our separate ways, I couldn't help thinking of
what a wonderful man I had found. It isn't often I have come across a
man of his caliber, a man with so much gentleness combined with true
masculinity. It is such a rare find. And should I wish to fulfill
another fantasy, he will be my first choice. For unlike other males,
Jim understands the wants and needs of a woman. And for this one night
with him I shall remain eternally grateful.

	"Thank you Jim, for a fantasy fulfilled." :)