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Today I feel like the luckiest man alive. 2017 has kindly rewarded me with a series of encounters with intelligent and beautiful ladies, and last night with Freya gave me yet another new experience in my like for dinner dates and truly exotic companions.
We first met in person a few weeks ago while Freya was touring my home city, to discuss some potential online misunderstandings. Over a 'social date' breakfast, we clicked, and plans commenced to have a proper 'date' ASAP.
Last night could not come soon enough for me, and the nerves were building all afternoon:
Would the conversation at dinner be awkward?
Would we still have the apparent chemistry after a few hours together?
Would Freya like the champagne and snacks I selected for back at the room?
Would we be a good fit together once the clothes came off?
Did housekeeping fix the bed in my hotel room and leave extra towels as requested?
Watching Freya enter the agreed meeting location was pure delight. The warm greeting, and instantly falling in to unforced conversation like old friends. A couple of drinks before dinner, followed by a wonderful restaurant that Freya recommended, and then a relaxed stroll, arm in arm, back to the hotel in a light Melbourne drizzle. Through the hotel lobby amid a small crowd of post-conference party-goers, noticing the admiring stares towards my gorgeous companion.
After a long walk to the room, we needed more refreshment, conversation, cuddling, kissing and more...
The next few few hours passed by in a blur. A natural and un-rushed flow of events... fun in the shower, fun on the bed, chatting, laughing and enjoying each others company.
It came as no surprise to me that the sex part was amazing. We were like a perfect fit, and on the couple of occasions that we got out of synch, we laughed and re-synched. I know that I had a truly enjoyable time with Freya in a variety of positions and tempo, and I do believe that Freya was genuinely enjoying herself also.
I cannot speak highly enough of Freya. So genuine, passionate, sexy and intelligent. A Norse goddess to be worshiped.
We first met in person a few weeks ago while Freya was touring my home city, to discuss some potential online misunderstandings. Over a 'social date' breakfast, we clicked, and plans commenced to have a proper 'date' ASAP.
Last night could not come soon enough for me, and the nerves were building all afternoon:
Would the conversation at dinner be awkward?
Would we still have the apparent chemistry after a few hours together?
Would Freya like the champagne and snacks I selected for back at the room?
Would we be a good fit together once the clothes came off?
Did housekeeping fix the bed in my hotel room and leave extra towels as requested?
Watching Freya enter the agreed meeting location was pure delight. The warm greeting, and instantly falling in to unforced conversation like old friends. A couple of drinks before dinner, followed by a wonderful restaurant that Freya recommended, and then a relaxed stroll, arm in arm, back to the hotel in a light Melbourne drizzle. Through the hotel lobby amid a small crowd of post-conference party-goers, noticing the admiring stares towards my gorgeous companion.
After a long walk to the room, we needed more refreshment, conversation, cuddling, kissing and more...
The next few few hours passed by in a blur. A natural and un-rushed flow of events... fun in the shower, fun on the bed, chatting, laughing and enjoying each others company.
It came as no surprise to me that the sex part was amazing. We were like a perfect fit, and on the couple of occasions that we got out of synch, we laughed and re-synched. I know that I had a truly enjoyable time with Freya in a variety of positions and tempo, and I do believe that Freya was genuinely enjoying herself also.
I cannot speak highly enough of Freya. So genuine, passionate, sexy and intelligent. A Norse goddess to be worshiped.
