SXPN9

Aug 1, 2017

Review by SXPN9, August, 2017

Rebecca and I had been communicating on her site for a while. While I don't think I fall under "her type" she's always been nothing but kind, sweet, and professional in our exchanges. While she doesn't usually do this I'd heard every now and then she steps out. Lucky for me I noticed her ad and jumped at the opportunity. We planned to meet at an upscale Santa Monica hot spot for a drink and conversation and for her to basically size me up. She's a woman of extreme class and very particular tastes so while we agreed to meet, nothing was promised... When she arrived she greeted me with a big smile and a kiss, her dress was very classy and conservative yet somehow sexy and provocative at the same time, maybe that's just an ability she has. We conversed over drinks, chatting about our professional lives as well as our personal and private experiences. She was engaging, and made me feel comfortable enough to share some deep and dark secrets and desires, although nothing I said seemed to phase her even a little bit. After about an hour of discussion with a mischievous grin she asked if we were only doing drinks tonight or if there was anything else I had in mind. After she asked if we were only doing drinks, I'd told her I hoped not but that ultimately probably wasn't completely up to me. She then told me to "excite her" not sure exactly what she meant, she slid closer to me placed her hand discretely on my inner thigh and whispered in my ear "Baby, you've seen my site, you've read my blog, excite me and entice me to make this more than drinks". I was nearly floored and tried to compose myself as my mind started racing. I did know exactly what Rebecca liked and desire but I probably didn't check all of her boxes, however here was this beautiful woman sitting right in front of me and telling me to excite her. Trying to think quickly I leaned back to her and whispered "do you trust me"? I could see in her eyes she was intrigued however her body language was extremely hesitant. She giggled nervously and told me she had no reason not to trust me but also had no reason or experience to do so either. I asked her to come with me upstairs. She told me she first needed to make a call. She excused herself and went to make a phone call to whom I could only assume was another option for the evening. I immediately pulled out my phone and checked a trusted place to see if any adult fun was occurring in the area - there wasn't much but there was a party just down the road. I text the organizer and quickly received details.