YES

Looking over Catherine’s profile you see an absolutely statuesque beauty. Her face older with a few wrinkles but a woman of regal like features. The single picture only shows her from the bust up her massive chest is prominent even in the tight shot. Her smile seems genuine in the profile. Oh well might as well message her.

You click the “message back” button and a chat window appears on-screen. Your infantile username is at the top with a blank text box at the bottom.

“Hey”

Not a great opening but easy to pass off on to her to handle the pressure of this first exchange. As you browse some other sites a DING goes off and the chat window pops to the front.

Catherine: “Hey”

Damn! It backfired! You think for a second on how best to introduce yourself and figure a compliment may be good.

Cockslut18: I like your picture.

Realllll smooth.

Catherine: Aw thanks I think you look real hot.

You can feel the redness in your cheeks. As you ponder a response she takes the lead.

Catherine: I kind of hate texting can we meet up?

Considering you’re by yourself all day you have no excuse not to. A woman this gorgeous wants to meet you, and you should say yes.

Cockslut18: Ok sure where?

Catherine: I can send a car, what’s your address?

WHAT! Who is she? Not wanting to give up where you live you decide a public place is best.

Cockslut18: How about I meet the car at the thrift shop down town.

Catherine: That’s fine how about you meet it in a hour? Wear something nice.

Cockslut18: Okay see you in a bit.

This was pretty nuts who meets an online stranger within an hour of chatting with them. This all seemed too good to be true but this was a pretty popular site despite it’s look of selling young boys like yourself as willing partners to any woman with a hard dick.

Opening your closet you see only a few options. Most of them not nice. The only good options seemed to be a Polo shirt and dress khakis that you wore at your Aunt’s wedding 3 years ago. After dressing, it was clear these pants were old since they hugged your curves very tightly. Bending would be harder than normal in these.

It was about time to leave so you wrestled your bike out of the garage and set forth to the thrift store. As you pulled up you could see a long black limousine parked next to the entrance. Next to the car was a tall slim woman in a chauffeur's uniform. She looked bored and was holding a sign that said “COCKSLUT18 ?”

Of course you forgot to give a name to Catherine. Even a fake name would have been better. You decide to lock up your bike to a concrete pillar around the corner and slowly make your way towards the store. You heart is pounding hard, hopefully no one you know would see you coming up to the annoyed driver. As you approach the girl takes notice. WIthout a hint of cruelty the driver asks, “cockslut18!?” All you can muster is a nervous and quick nod as people start staring. The driver walks over the limo and opens the door and motions you in. As the door shuts she winks and says, “You ARE cute! She’s going to love ya.”

With soft thump the door closes and you’re in a plush limo. TV, wet bar, the works. The driver gets in and looks back.

“I’m Amy, Catherine’s driver she wants to meet you for lunch. Let me know if you need anything.”

She starts up the limo and starts driving.

“You look pretty young darlin, just starting highschool?”

“Oh no I’m 18, nearly finished.”

“Oh my you coulda fooled me! Ms. Catherine told me you had the cutest tush! I’m glad she was right. Say you want to grab something to drink real quick? I’ll be sure to get you to Ms. Catherine on time. Well maybe a few minutes late.”