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Wednesday, April 21, 2010

First time meeting a foreign 'visitor'

****THIS POST IS ENTIRELY FICTITIOUS. NONE OF THIS HAS EVER HAPPENED. I WAS JUST SITTING AROUND AND SOME RANDOM DAYDREAMS RUSHED THROUGH MY MIND****

I had booked her flight from Paris, car service for pickup from the airport and hotel so I knew all the details of her timing. The day before I was thinking whether I should do a naughty prank or not. I love little practical jokes. What if she knew what I look like, distinctive nose and all? There are ways one can sort of hide that feature: wearing glasses, a hat etc. The point was that I wanted to observe her for a couple of minutes without being observed. Or maybe I would give $50 to a homeless person, to meet her at the hotel lobby and introduce himself as SD David. That actually sounded like a perfect plan. On the day of her arrival however, I could not find a homeless person walking around that particular hotel. So the plan didn't work. I could use a Japanese tourist, but he would probably call security on me thinking I was crazy. This particular hotel was frequented by staff from Japan Airlines, so on that day about 30 air hostesses, all dressed in white uniforms and funny hats were checking in. And among them was the one lonely European visitor who was looking very good even after a 6 hour plane ride. I wonder if she would look as good after she rode me for 6 hours while I was fondling her breasts and helping my self to her great looking derriere. Who knows? As there was no homeless person to assist me in my little joke, I fell back on to plan B. I put on some glasses, a Houston Astros baseball cap and decided to stand in line, just 3 feet behind her, hitting her blind spot. This way she couldn't see me. I felt like a character in one Ian Fleming's spy novels, just observing my target. I stood there as the line moved slowly and I could tell she was getting impatient. I decided to make my move and pretended I was cutting in front of her. She started getting mad because she didn't recognize me at first but then burst into laughs so loud the Japanese people started looking at us. "Hey D. its you? I didn't even recognize you, how are you, great to bump into you finally". We decided to check in later given the fact that we both hate to stand in line. We went for a quick lunch nearby and to my surprise she only ordered a Cheese Danish and a diet soda. "I always wanted to order something American". I ordered a strawberry cheesecake which is one of my favorite desserts. I didn't eat it though. I was going to save it for later, and eat it off her hot body. So I just had an orange juice, to give me a sugar jolt. After all, those sweltering Houston summers can be quite a downer. But I suspect that with this specific company, on this fine day, the situation would be anything but a downer. Where to begin? So many things we wanted to do to each other... She stepped into the shower. About 10 minutes later I decided to turn on the TV to that naughty channel I know, and then I joined her....

3 Comments:

Blogger ChicagoSugarBaby said...

I love the part about having the bum act like you! I'm glad you din do that to me though...

Cool! I love cheesecake too! Yummy!

April 21, 2010 at 9:10 PM  
Blogger Caribbean Princess said...

C'etait formidable! Sois gentil et donne-moi une serviette? A la meme heure demain? :p

xoxo

ps.
Le strudel avec le remplissage crémeux de fromage est mon favori

April 22, 2010 at 1:09 AM  
Blogger David said...

Wow she is multilingual!

April 22, 2010 at 7:53 PM  

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