I switched the mobile phone on, placed it on the table in front of me and sat back in my chair, every part of my body tense with anticipation as I waited for something to happen. After five minutes of complete agony, there was an electronic beep and the display lit up, informing me that I had received a text message from someone called Mr X. I pressed the o.k. button to read my message. ‘Good evening my luscious Racy Redhead. A small gift to enable us to keep in touch. You have one hour to get ready. Dress with care and await your next instructions.’ A mixture of emotions went through me - excitement, anticipation and panic, as I ran upstairs to my bedroom to start to prepare myself for the evenings activities.

An hour later I stood in front of my mirror, admiring my reflection. As I didn’t know what was in store for me, I was unsure of what I should be wearing, so I had settled on a black, fitted dress, smart and stylish. I had left my red hair down so that it cascaded over my shoulders and had carefully applied my make up. Under my dress, I was wearing a black, lacy bra and panties and sheer, black hold ups. I smoothed the dress over my full, curvy hips and stepped into my black, stiletto heeled shoes. Picking up my bag, I made my way downstairs to await my instructions.

The next text arrived and I was told to get into my car and given an address and post code to enter into my satellite navigation system. I drove to my destination, following the commands of my onboard instructor. I was directed toward the edge of the city and found myself driving through the electric gates of a new development of luxury apartments. The gates closed firmly behind me as I pulled into a parking space, turned off the engine and got out of the car. I paused for a moment to straighten my dress and quickly check my make up. Just then my phone beeped to announce another text message. ‘Make your way inside where there’s someone waiting for you. You look gorgeous in that dress.’ I looked around but there was no one in sight. I smiled to myself. This man was unbelievable! I walked toward the main doors which opened to reveal a friendly looking man in a very smart concierge uniform. On his lapel, was pinned a small piece of red ribbon. ‘Good Evening Miss,’ he said. ‘Please follow me,’ leading me across the lobby towards a lift. We got in and he pressed the button for the top floor.

The lift stopped, the doors slid open and we walked across the small entrance hall towards a door. The concierge produced a set of keys, unlocked the door and held it open for me. Stepping inside, I found myself in a large penthouse apartment. The concierge followed me inside and disappeared into the kitchen, to emerge a minute later with a bottle of champagne and a glass on a silver tray. He opened it, poured me a glass, smiled and left, closing the door behind him. Sipping my champagne, I wandered around the apartment. The carpet was deep and soft beneath my shoes, the furnishings modern and very stylish. The view from the window was stunning and as I gazed out across the edge of the city and over to the open countryside and hills in the distance I heard my phone beep again. The text read, ‘Go into the bedroom. Remove your shoes. Strip to your underwear. Lie on the bed and put on the blindfold.’ Doing as instructed, I found the bedroom, took off my clothes and put on the blindfold which had been placed on the bed, waiting for me.

I lay silently on the bed, tense with anticipation, not knowing what to expect next. After a few minutes I heard a noise across the room and realised that the bedroom door was being opened. The door clicked shut and soft footsteps padded across the room towards the bed. I sensed that someone was standing over me and as I breathed in I could smell spicy aftershave. The bed moved as I felt someone sit down on it next to where I lay. Soft lips touched mine and I was being kissed, slowly, tenderly. A warm tongue explored my mouth and firm hands grasped mine, pulling me upright on the bed. The hands then went round my back and swiftly unhooked and removed my bra. Strong fingers made their way to the back of my neck, lifting my hair to one side and kisses were dropped onto my neck and down to my shoulders. His mouth moved back to mine and he laid me back down on the bed again, kissing me deeply, passionately. He moved to lie on top of me and I ran my hands over his body, feeling the soft hair at the nape of his neck and down to muscular thighs encased in denim. I felt warm lips at my ear as he whispered ‘Lift up your bottom.’ Doing as I was told, he slipped my panties down over my hips and the top of my hold ups, and removed them.

Firm hands applied pressure to my inner thighs, gently forcing them apart and I felt warm, wet lips kiss their way from my stomach to my hips. His fingers moved slowly up the inside of my thighs, teasing and stroking as they made their way upwards. I gasped as I felt a finger slide its way into my pussy and slowly move in and out, testing to see how wet I was. I opened my legs wider as one finger became two and he began to slowly kiss the inside of my thighs, moving further up with each kiss. With his fingers still deep inside me he began to lick my clitoris with the tip of his tongue, slowly, exquisitely, making me gasp with pleasure. All too soon, his mouth moved away, kissing his way up my body, over my stomach and up to my breasts, taking each nipple in his mouth, gently grazing the hard flesh with his teeth. I felt his lips move to my neck, then up to my mouth, kissing me passionately. His fingers were still in my pussy, moving deeper and deeper inside with each thrust. My orgasm was building up inside me, just as I had felt it earlier, but there was no way I could hold back this time. I move my hips in response to his thrusting fingers as our tongues entwined in a deep, long kiss and I begin to come. My muscles tightened around his fingers and I cried out in pleasure as my orgasm swept through my body. His lips caressed my neck and he whispered, ‘Now you’re mine.’

Moments later, I felt him sit up on the bed and then stand up. I started to speak but he pressed a finger to my lips, silencing me. ‘Stay where you are for five minutes,’ he told me. I lay on the bed in complete darkness, my orgasm subsiding, and listened as he picked up his clothes and left the room. After a while I sat up and removed the blindfold, reaching for my clothes. I had just got dressed and was preparing to leave when another text arrived. ‘You were everything I expected and much, much more. Keep this phone with you at all times. I will be in touch soon to arrange our next encounter. The adventure starts here….’