See link to part 1 in post history.
Quick recap: 2 cheating lovers, driving cross country to fulfill his fantasy of her doing whatever he says. I’m 41, she’s 29. Both in great shape. God, or whatever is out there, gave me 3 gifts. Creativity, hands and the best cardio I’ve ever heard of. That’s my moment of bragging. I’d need those things for this meetup…
A week before the scheduled meetup date, everything that could go wrong, did go wrong. I couldn’t tell if it was some female capriciousness, or the jitters, but she pledged that she was definitely still going to meet me. I had to drive the longer distance, so I wanted to be sure we were still good. Everything checked out and I drove to meet her in a medium sized mountain town in Southern Virginia.
I got to the hotel and it was much better than expected. It was actually a very, very decent hotel overlooking the mountains. I brought in my bags, and waited for her. The idea was she was going to follow all my commands. I even planted the lingerie gift where she had to come find it.