I sound like such an easy woman, because Erica has captured my heart so quickly. Perhaps I always knew what I was looking for in a woman, or perhaps I am just wowed by her beauty. Back off woman, take a few moments to get to know her.
"So Erica, are you from around here?" I asked in an attempt to gain my my self respect internally. She smiled and asked me to guess where she was from. I asked her to speak a few sentences so I had a chance of recognizing an accent. Her words were rounded, her voice came with a slight nasal accent and she spoke in very plain English My first thought was some place rural, not east or west coast. The nasal twang narrowed it to the mid-west.
" I have you nailed down to N or S Dakota or Minnesota or Wisconsin. I have ruled out Illinois."
"is that your final answer?"
"By no means, please tell me more about yourself, before I take my final guess."
"So you want me to add some more clues for you to glean more information from?"
"That is correct , I take pride in nailing a persons accent and background."
"I tell you what if you get me within one hundred miles of my birth place, I will let you take liberties with me, no questions asked."
MY lower parts began to get involved, I was so swooning inside, I had to take up the challenge. "And if I don't?"
"If you don't. I have the control all night."
We raised our recently arrived shots and clinked glasses and exchanged mischievous smiles.
This was a no lose situation for me and for Erica as well.
I was much younger since I have had such an open proposal. I suppose as we age, we become much more guarded and suspicious. Erica on the other has disarmed me.
During the next few sentences she uttered, I was trying in vain to concentrate on her accent. She placed her hand on my upper thigh as she spoke, giving me a distinct disadvantage.
"Okay, you are cheating. how can I concentrate if you have your hand there?"
She smiled and moved her hand further up my thigh "Where am I from?" she asked with a wicked smile on her face.
Like a slap in the face it hit me,the most open and honest women I had ever met were from Kansas City Missouri. They have a mid-western drawl but with a twinge of southern.
"Okay, I am ready to lay my cards on the table, you are sure you want to grant me control for the night?"
"Go for it, remember it is within a hundred miles or I own you."
"You grew up with in a hundred miles of West-port Missouri." There it was out on the table and I hoped inside I was wrong, because I desired to find out her idea of control.
Erica, raised her arm to summon the waitress, simply to prolong the situation. Her sly smile held me in limbo as she ordered two more drinks.
"Well, go ahead and tell me how far off I am. I can take it."
Erica's hand moved all the way up to my waiting pussy and I swear I nearly orgasm ed right on the spot. Instead I let out an inadvertent sigh.
We took time to toast again before she leaned in and whispered in my ear, "You own me tonight, I was born and raised in North KC."