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Meeting at the Outdoor Market (Closed to Ryanmo97 and Wolfish_Demons )

Ryanmo97

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Ryan Morris
Age: 35
Height: 5' 11"
Weight: 195 lbs.

Ryan was walking through the farmer's market getting some fresh fruit. He was dressed pretty casually, a blue polo shirt, shorts, and sneakers. Even though he could have the fruit delivered to his home. He preferred to get it himself. He was a self-made millionaire thanks to some good investments and knowing when to stay in and when to get out. He almost had everything a person could want. Except for someone to share it with.

He didn't like to go out to bars and clubs and he struck out many times on Internet dating. Things would be going good then at some point, the conversation got around to sexual fantasies. He tell her his sexual fantasy, he wanted a woman that would give him complete control of her life. Then, the woman he was dating would freak out and he'd never hear from them again. So, he just spent his time at home, maybe taking a trip once and awhile, but except for his friends... he was alone. As he was walking through the market, a woman bumped into him.
 
Julia Ashburn
Age: 28
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 120 lbs

Julia was one of the many people fresh out of college, having graduated with a Bachelors in English literature the young woman had made the bold move to leave her home town, get a fresh start that would be filled with endless opportunities. She had moved into an apartment in town about a week ago and only just now got to leave to go see what this place had to offer. It wasn't long before she found herself in an outdoor market filled with all sorts of locally grown fruits and vegetables as well as shipped goods too.

As she wandered around, her brown eyes slightly widened with amazement she felt a firm bump on her shoulder causing her to stumble slightly. She didn't get angry, instead she looked up at the man she had just bumped into, the amazement now surprise. "I'm so sorry, I wasn't watching where I was going." She informed him with a sheepish smile.
 
"I'm so sorry, I wasn't watching where I was going." She informed him with a sheepish smile.

Ryan looked at the woman and smiled. He was never a real believer in love at first sight but this woman he was looking at was starting to change his mine. She was beautiful. Plus, she had red hair... He was a sucker for redheads, "I really should be looking where I'm going... Are you OK? I hope I didn't crush anything."
 
A smile formed along her lips as he expressed his concern before she shook her head no "No I'm perfectly fine, and I don't have anything you could crush." She chuckled softly before extending her hand to him with a grin "I'm Julia by the way, kinda new in town." She couldn't take her eyes off of his, not even for a second. It was almost as if he had something hidden within the depths of his eyes, a secret. After blinking a few times she tilted her head ever so slightly this man stood out among the others around them, the way he carried himself wasn't that of someone who thought of themselves as superior but as someone who had worked his life to get to where he was now.
 
He couldn't stop looking at her. She was so beautiful, "Good to hear," said Ryan, "Nice to meet you Juila... I'm Ryan. Welcome to town." Ryan offered her his hand to shake, "I don't usually do this but would you like to go to the coffee shop just up the street and get a coffee?" He just had this feeling that she could be something special. He had to find out more about Juila.
 
Julia visibly perked up at his offer "I would love to, I don't have anywhere I need to be at the moment." She said with a nod. While she typically was t a big coffee drinker why pass up the opportunity to have coffee with such a handsome man. She couldn't help but wonder what he was thinking about her, her mind racing with possibilities before finally deciding it couldn't be anything bad or else he wouldn't have invited her for coffee.
 
Ryan smiled, "Great." They walked out of the farmer's market and walked the short distance to the coffee shop. Ryan opened and held the door for Julia.They got their drinks and they found a quiet spot near the back. Ryan pulled out a chair for Julia before he sat down. Once he was seated he said "So... Tell me about Julia... What brings her to our little city..." The town that Julia and Ryan lived in was a good sized city of about 15,000
 
As they walked to the coffee shop Julia looked around, memorizing the area as she followed Ryan. Thanking him as he held the door for her and thanking him again when he pulled out her chair. It had been a while since she had met such a gentleman. She tilted her head to the side slightly, swirling the cup around For a moment before responding "a fresh start. I just got out of college not to long ago and I didn't want to be one of those people who go back to their parents house. A new place is always filled with new things." She said finally before looking up from her coffee to him "and what about you Ryan? Have you lived here your whole life?"
 
Ryan listened to Juila as she told him about moving to town. Then he asked about if he lived her all his life, "Yeah, for the most part. My family and I moved here when I was 9. I grew up in a upper middle class family. Went to business school and got a job as a stock broker. I had a keen eye for knowing what was a good investment and what wasn't. Luckily, I was able to avoid the whole financial mess we are in now. But, thanks to my smart investing, I'm pretty much set for life. So, I retired and moved back home about 5 years go."
 
Julia gently sipped at her coffee before her eyes widened "you already retired? But you don't even look more than 30!" She exclaimed suddenly before blushing at her outburst. She ducked her head down quickly "sorry." She mumbled as she cleared her throat "so a stock broker huh? Isn't that a kind of...I don't know boring job?" She asked curiously.
 
Ryan smiled, "I'm 35... And yeah being a stock broker can be boring. That's why I quit. Now, I do all my investing online at home." Ryan took a sip of his coffee, "So what do you do? You said you just graduated from college..."
 
"That sounds pretty smart." She chuckled before leaning back in her seat "um I'm actually trying to be an author, though none of my things have sold yet." She said slowly. Ever since she was a kid she wanted to write and while she was good at it she was doubting whether it could pay for her life
 
"Ah..." said Ryan, as he took a sip of coffee, "A writer... Very good... What kind of things to you write?" Ryan couldn't keep his eyes off of Juila as she spoke. She was so beautiful, but he had a feeling she would be like all the others when she found out about his sexual fantasies.
 
When he asked her more about her writing she smiled happily, there was a spark in her eyes when she talked about it. "I'll write about anything really, mainly I take things that have happened in my life or others that I know and put a little twist on it." She explained "I do a lot of stories of what I wish could happen in situations." She added quietly before leaning forward and setting her cup down "what about you Ryan, what do you do when you want situations to go differently?" There was something hidden in her smile this time, a double meaning to her words almost.
 
Ryan really didn't know how to answer that question. But then, he saw the smile on her face, "Oh, I'm kind of like you... I when things go one way I always wonder what if... I think we are all like that," Ryan took a sip of his coffee. He couldn't believe he was going to bring this up. He just met the girl, "We all fantasize about different things... For example... what is your biggest sexual fantasy."
 
"But what if isn't always enough to satisfy the curiosity and drive of a person." She pointed out before shrugging "at least that's how I see it." She added before leaning back in her seat again to take another sip, her cheeks slowly turning a rosy color as she set her cup down. "Hmm, a bit sudden to be asking questions like that." She said teasingly before looking up as if to think "I guess the easiest way to explain what my biggest fantasy is is to simply say be controlled." She said with a slow nod before looking back at him "you know what I mean right?"
 
"Maybe," said Ryan when she asked if was a bit sudden to ask about her favorite sexual fantasy. Ryan couldn't believe that Juila said that he fantasy was to be controlled. When she asked if he knew what she meant, he said, "I think so... You want a guy who will tell you what to do. How dress, What to eat, where to live. Basically take complete control of your life."
 
She tilted her head a bit, her blush deepening a bit as she nodded slowly "yeah pretty much, I uh usually don't tell someone that when I first meet them, people say it's really weird." She said with a shrug of her shoulders as she took another sip of her coffee "But I got nothing to hide!" her smile began to return. She kept her eyes on his, waiting for him to laugh at her, call her a freak, something along that line.
 
Ryan smiled. "I don't think it's that weird," he said as he took a sip of his coffee, "I.. Um... have a similar fantasy... except my fantasy is that I want to control a woman. Tell her How dress, What to eat, where to live. Basically take complete control of her life." Ryan then took another sip of her coffee.
 
Julia's eyes widened in surprise now before she relaxed and looked down, deep in thought. "Well then, I really don't want to make any assumptions here but how about this, I'll be your sub if you be my dom." Her eyes lifted back up to look him in the eye "just to, you know see if we're good together or not," she suggested slowly
 
Ryan smiled, "I would love to have you as my sub. When say I want complete control over your life, I mean I would choose what clothes you wear each day. You would move into my house and share my bed. You would belong only to me and I would be the only man you would ever love for the rest of your life. I would also take control of all your assets, and I'll put you on an allowance. You can work if you wanted to but all your money would go to Me. And, you would also be the mother of my children..." He took a sip of his coffee, "Do you think you can handle that?"
 
Julia slowly began to nod her head as he listed off a few things that would happen if she agreed "you didn't say a single thing that I'm not okay with, I do want to continue writing though, that would be my only this is that I get to continue writing but other than that I'm good." She said before grinning wholeheartedly "I'm confident I can handle that."
 
"You can keep writing... Who knows... It just might inspire you to write the next 50 Shades of Grey" Ryan took a napkin and wrote down his address, "Come over to my place with your things. You can bring whatever you want. But, as far as clothes go you may not bring any pants, shorts, skorts, thongs, g-strings, or open toed shoes. Bring a nice selection of clothes because when you get to my house I will be going though your clothes and choose an outfit for you, so DO NOT change before you come over. Any questions?" Ryan took a sip of coffee.
 
Julia chuckled softly as she sipped at her coffee, watching him write his address before picking up the napkin and folding it, placing it into her jacket pocket. "Mm no sir I think I have everything." She said with a firm nod before sliding back in her chair, finishing the last bit of her coffee Before standing up "it'll probably take me about fifteen or twenty minutes to get everything and find your place." She informed him, placing her hand in her pocket, her fingers wrapping around the napkin as she smiled at him "thank you though, for this opportunity." She was excited to finally be able to give this a shot.
 
Ryan smiled and stood. "You're welcome." He kissed her on the lips and together they walked to the door. Then they went their separate ways. He couldn't believe this was actually happening. Ryan went back to his home a nice 2 story house in the suburbs. Then, about 20 minutes later, his doorbell rang. He smiled and went to answer it.
 
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