The Coach from New York

October 15th, 2014

Tonight I had the distinct pleasure of greeting a very handsome man named Justin.  When my slave scheduled for the evening respectfully informed me in person that he wouldn't be able to serve that evening, wearing the clothes I had instructed him to be in no less, I dismissed the slave to rest and found Justin online the same hour in an incredible stroke of luck.

He was visiting from New York and seemed like a very nice guy.  We went to a nearby Thai restaurant for dinner and I got to know the 6'1", handsome, clean cut, soft voiced gentleman.  I couldn't take my eyes off of his beautiful face, he was incredibly coach-like in a gentle fatherly way.  While we were eating he asked me if I was 6'2" and when I answered that I was not, he told me that I carried myself if I was.  It was one of the most beautiful compliments I had ever received.

Once we stopped at my place to drop off the leftovers before heading to the bar, he took the chance to pull me in and aggressively kiss me, I fell for him even more deeply!  I invited him in to the bedroom to try on some leather and immediately felt weaker for him when he donned my leather jacket.  He became even sexier, and even more amazing.

We cuddled on the bed, clothes came off, I gave him a massage, and then he ordered me to grab a condom.  I happily fetched one and gave him the most intimate and wonderful oral service I could.  I wanted him, I wanted to please this man so much.  By the way he smiled, I believe I did.

Eventually we made it to the bar and shared a cocktail and more stimulating conversation before he had to head back for the night.  Unfortunately his hotel was in the direct opposite direction as my home, and he surprised me with just how incredibly gentlemanly he could be by paying for my cab ride back.

He told me he would return in November, and I couldn't be more excited to see and serve him again.

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