Maybe D is the one

D and I had a picnic today, then came back to the house and made out.
We kissed and kissed.
(I think he's shy.)
After a while, I asked him when the Dominant came out.
"All in good time," he said.
We kissed some more.
He pulled my hair when he put his tongue in my mouth.
That turned me on.
Many kisses later, I asked if he'd spank me.
He did, right through my jeans.
It felt so good.
I brought him into my bedroom, rolled him over, and rubbed his back.
Massaged his feet and calves.
He was loving it.

We kissed some more after that.
And he spanked me again.
And I felt myself wanting to get wild
And felt myself holding back.
"I'm not sure if I want to go crazy or kick you out," I said.
He laughed. "We can save some things for later."

"Okay, but first, hold on a second..." I got on top of him and took off my shirt,
exposing the red lace bra encasing my 36DD breasts (I have great breasts).
His hands reach to cover them, and soon his mouth was on my nipples, kissing and sucking.
Soon after that his hands were pinching the sensitive flesh, alternatively suckling and tugging the nipples, making them grow longer and harder (this is a fetish guys have that totally turns me on!)

He grabbed both my breasts in his hands, caressing them and pulling them together as I leaned back against his legs, feeling his erection between my legs. I wanted to rip my clothes off, pull down his pants, suck his cock and do such wild things.

"I'm all wet. Touch this. Feel how smooth it is." He guided my hand inside his pants, onto his long throbbing cock.

He was right, the tip was slick and my hand easily slipped around it.

"Okay, this one thing,": I whispered and bent down and took his cock in my mouth, licking the shaft and teasing the end with my fingers. Then I took him fully in my mouth, deep and relaxed, feeling the length of him pressing against my cheek from the inside.

In a moment, I pulled my head back, laughed, and said "I could be so bad right now. But I am going to kick you out."

"Just wait--I am going to spank you and then I am going to fuck you," he whispered to me. "I want to pull your tits and make the nipples long, and spank them. And then, if you are a good little subbie, I will let you suck my cock before I fuck your face."

"Mmnn, that sounds great." I pulled back and smiled. "But now I am going to kick you out."

We made a date to get together next week, we kissed, and he left.
I was highly impressed that he did not try to make me blow him, screw him, or get him off in any way.
And that he wanted to save some things for next time.

What if D is the one, the one who can give me exactly what I want?
The one who can dominate me, with love, and push me--safely--right to the edge.