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This is a fantasy of my dream world. If it could happen in real life I would be in ecstasy! Dream Master I met Graham at a nice little café while eating alone one night. I do not like to eat alone and asked him if I could join him. He smiled up at me and said of course. He was so sweet, smart, friendly and a true gentleman. But, my perceptions about that would soon change. We chatted about everything normal. At the end of the meal I told him I always came to this place on Wednesday nights because they had a fabulous pasta and salad bar offered on that night. We agreed to meet again the following Wednesday night. I said good night, paid the waiter and went home. The following seven days seemed to run in slow motion. I could not wait until Wednesday to come! I took particular care in picking out the right outfit, heels and hose. Arriving at the restaurant, I saw Graham standing out front and immediately went up and said hello. “I am so glad you were able to meet me”, I said anxiously. Hoping he wouldn’t know how nervous I was. Graham smiled mischievously and said he wouldn’t have missed it for anything! Then he winked and cocked his head to the side giving me the once over, as if undressing me with his eyes. We entered the café and the waiter chose a nice cozy corner booth for us. Although I wanted the food bar, I did not want to get up and down and serve myself. So I opted for a nice fruit and cheese platter. Graham suggested a good bottle of wine to accompany my choice. I ...

... took one sip of it and it went straight to my head. This was a good thing because it helped calm my anxiety. I basically sucked the first glass down and Graham poured me another one. This time I drank it slower, but, was really feeling the effects of it. Maybe that coupled with my strong attraction to Graham caused me to loosen up and cast off my inhibitions. I asked if he minded if I removed my heels and he said no and please make yourself comfortable. I explained my hard day of work being on my feet all day to which he replied that he’d be happy to massage my feet. I rested them between his legs and he kneaded away my tension. I relaxed back into the booth seat as I watched him focusing on pleasing me. Then he moved my feet ever so slightly and I could feel an enormously awesome bulge of his pants. I met his eyes and provocatively inquired if I had caused that. He stared back at me and nodded…again that sexy hot smile was there. He brought his hands up to the table top and reached for the wine bottle. I took this as a signal to return the massage favor and began stroking his cock through his pants with my feet. Our waiter returned and discreetly said that if we needed anything to let him know, otherwise he’d give us privacy. This really turned me on. I rubbed a little harder and loved the feel of his hard cock on my silky nylon clad insteps. Graham hummed gently and offered me more wine. As I drank it I imagined kissing him, sucking his cock and fondling his balls. Graham said ...