The days that followed my first encounter with Emma were filled with excitement. I couldn't help but replay our conversation in my mind, each word, each touch, etching itself into my memory. It was as if our connection had ignited a spark, and I was determined to see where it would lead.
At the same time that I was in the middle of the negotiations and impending mergers, my thoughts kept returning to Emma. She was more than just a chance meeting. My ex wife used to say that,
"There is beauty in the unexpected". I was a control freak so I was not used to the unexpected.
We were exchanging messages like teenagers, we shared thoughts and it increased my admiration for her. She wasn't just a beautiful and sexy woman, when it was combined with intelligence and a vibrant personality I was drawn to her. Her ability to deal with her broken arm and wrist, a challenging situation, was impressive.
And then, there were her legs. Those elegant, enchanting long legs that had first captivated my attention in the coffee shop. Beauty that I had already been drawn to and wanted to cover in layer upon layer of casting material. Her pantyhose covered legs seemed to go on forever, each muscle in total display. Her expensive high heels added a note of sensuality that was impossible to ignore.
But it was more than just physical attraction. I know...all men say that.
It was the way she carried herself, the confidence with which she moved, cradling her arm cast, that left me so attracted to her. It was the way her eyes sparkled with mischief, the way her laughter filled the room. Emma was not just a woman I found attractive; she was a woman I was falling for, heart and mind.
As our text exchanges continued with a daily #outfitoftheday clip on TikTok, dancing on ankle killer heels and shaking her sexy long body slowly only increased my secret desire to introduce her to the world of recreational casting. It was a desire, a fetish, a sexual need and a part of me to connect in a very intimate way. I may be wrong but in a way that felt uniquely us not just me, but I could be wrong.
"I'm so happy for you, Emma," I texted, my fingers hovering over my phone
"Thank you, Lucas, it feels amazing to have both my arms free again. It's been quite the adventure!" Encouraged by her optimism, I decided to tread carefully into the territory of my unconventional desire.
"You know, Emma, I've been working on something with AI and Neuro Suggestions, a concept that combines technology and neuroscience to create unique sexual experiences. Within boundaries set by both parties and consent at every steps."
There was a brief pause, the typing indicator on the screen dancing for a moment. I wondered if I had indeed gone too far too quickly before her response appeared.
"Lucas, I appreciate your consideration," Emma replied, her words reflecting a mix of curiosity and caution.
"AI and Neuro Suggestions can be powerful tools, and I understand the importance of boundaries. But please tell me more, I'm willing to listen."
With her curiosity still piqued but a note of concern in her tone, I proceeded to explain the concept of AI and Nero Suggestion that we call ANS at my firm. I emphasised how my technology was designed with safety, consent, and mutual personal boundaries in mind. I detailed how the phone application would stimulate the possible physical, sensual and sexual pleasure a certain experience or fetish would bring to both parties.
Emma hesitated for a moment, "Let's meet at my condo to discuss more." The prospect of seeing Emma again filled me with excitement.
I made my way to Emma's condo, my heart pounding with each step. As she opened the door to greet me, she stood before me, her long, blonde hair, her blue eyes. She wore a figure-flattering dress and her choice of heels added an extra layer of sophistication. Her legs, extending gracefully from the hem of her dress to the tips of her heels, were a captivating sight. I could clearly imagine one of them in a full leg cast.
"It's so wonderful to see you again" she greeted me, her cheeks tinged with a subtle blush.
"You look absolutely stunning." We settled onto the plush couch in her cozy living room, I could feel intimacy and anticipation in the air. Without thinking, I leaned in to plant a gentle kiss on her cheek, a spontaneous display of affection that was met with a soft, appreciative smile from Emma.
"It's all about creating a safe and controlled environment," I reassured her at the start.
"For example, if I wanted to entice a woman into Abasiophilia for example, The AI would simulate the sensation, sexual pleasure and sexual fun of having a cast on your sexy long left leg for example by offering you a range of experiences, visual and auditory from all kinds of virtual artists and authors. It's designed to cater to your individual preferences and boundaries, and the Neuro Suggestions component ensures that the experiences are entirely consensual and enjoyable."
As I finished explaining the concept of ANS technology in relation to a very real fetish, Emma's eyes sparkled with pure lust. She leaned forward, her fingers lightly brushing against her left leg, and her gaze locked with mine. I was under her spell. It was a subtle yet intimate gesture, one that conveyed her sexual interest and the impact of my words.
With a seductive smile she said,
"So Lucas, you want to apply a cast on this... leg..." Emma moved her right leg, extending it gracefully before her. Her long, shapely limb seemed to go on forever until it came in contact with my leg, and my gaze was drawn irresistibly to it.
With her hand resting on her exposed knee, she maintained eye contact, her smile filled with a mixture of desire and anticipation. In that moment, time seemed to stand still as the unspoken sexual desires between us grew more palpable while she kept her foot off the floor, non weight bearing. Our connection had deepened, and the potential for exploration stretched out before us like her long and enticing leg.
"Lucas, I appreciate your transparency and the emphasis on consent and safety" She said while she removed her heel and her foot slowly slid up along my leg, between my legs.
"This concept is indeed intriguing, and I can see how it could provide a unique experience having one of my poor legs in a full leg cast and using crutches. It would be a very intimate sexual experience."
Emma then spread her toes inside her pantyhose and started to rub my fully erected penis against my pants. I was looking into her blue eyes then down her long leg while my penis was trapped by her toes, rubbing it, I was ready to explode.
"I might want to try a short leg cast first" She licked her lips and I closed my eyes and felt my load cum furiously inside my pants then threw my head back releasing the balance in a burst.
Over the next two weeks, I shared a new version of our company's app with her. A beta version that was designed to prepare and "gently" influence her regarding recreational casting. I decided to use the advanced AI technology I had developed to provide Emma with a full glimpse of what lay ahead.
In a careful combination of text messages, erotic stories, audio and video files, that simulated and showcased how a leg cast would influence her life. The various digital content preview of the unique experience that awaited her/us.
In the night simulation that was very different from the content used during the day, Emma was portrayed with her leg in a black fibreglass cast, the contours of her strong calf accentuated by the smooth surface. The cast complemented her elegance and added a touch of sensuality to the experience. In the video, she stood gracefully on her other leg, leaning on underarm crutches, a complete picture of poise, beauty and sexiness.
Part 3 to come
K
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