Cheryl reached her friends apartment and stared at the door. She was excited but also frightened. How would this blind date, set up exclusively for sexual pleasure, really turn out? "Well," she thought, "only one way to find out." With that, she knocked firmly on the door. She heard Sharon fumbling with the lock and the door swung open. Sharon was about 10 years younger than Cheryl was, with shoulder length blonde hair and large, firm breasts. The ribbed blouse she was wearing accentuated them, especially against the trim waist and hips enclosed in the skintight jeans.  Cheryl looked and her and laughingly said, "Just who is getting laid tonight."  "Oh,  most  definitely  you,  Cheryl,"  Sharon replied,  "but  thinking  about  it has made me so horny, I had to dress sexy  myself." 

With that, she reached out and wrapped her arms around Cheryl, giving her a quick, but very firm hug. Cheryl found herself unexpectedly responding to it, her pulse quickening, and her groin getting warm.  Sharon took her by the hand and led her into the apartment.  It was a small place, with a kitchen/living room and a good-sized bedroom off to the side. The bedroom door was currently closed. Cheryl's gaze lingered on the bedroom door. Sharon, seeing her gaze, laughed.  "Yes, Cheryl, that’s where the fun will take place. At least for starters." Cheryl looked into Sharon's eyes, saw the laughter and excitement there, and realized that her friend was anticipating her upcoming sexual experience as much as Cheryl was herself.

Sharon went to a desk against the wall, opened one of the smaller drawers, and took something out.  She walked towards Cheryl, holding it out in front of her. Cheryl saw that it was a blindfold, like those used by some to keep out light when they were sleeping. "Now, Cheryl," Sharon said, "I want you to put this on and not take it off until I tell you to. You are going to have a true blind date. You may not ever know who your lover of tonight is and always have to wonder which of the men you meet is the one who pleasured you." Cheryl looked up at her friend, shocked. However, gradually, a slow smile appeared on her face as the unexpected pleasure at the thought of an unknown lover went through her mind.

She took the mask from Sharon’s outstretched hand. "Now", Sharon said to her, "take off that dress and let me see if you followed my instructions." Cheryl reached behind her, firmly pulling down the dress's zipper. She shrugged it off her shoulders and then let it fall off her arms and body, onto the floor.  Sharon looked her up and down slowly, and then repeated the process.  "Cheryl," she said, "I may just cancel your date and keep you for myself!  You look so hot, you’re turning me on, and I definitely prefer men!" Cheryl blushed, making Sharon laugh. Sharon moved to Cheryl again  and  wrapped  her  arms  around her, hugging her firmly and long, planting  a  kiss  on  the  side  of her neck. Cheryl was shocked at her response.  The  hug  was  stimulating  her  and the kiss sent shivers of pleasure  from  the  point  of  contact  directly  to her groin, causing another  flood of sexual fluids to run out of her. Sharon moved back and looked down, noting Cheryl’s rock hard nipples now protruding through the fabric of the bra and negligee. "Oh, Cheryl, you are soooo ready, aren't you?"  Sharon laughed. Cheryl just nodded her head. "Well, your lover will be here soon, so put on the mask and I'll guide you into the bedroom.  You wait there until I come in." Cheryl slipped the mask over her face and blackness became her entire world. Sharon took her hand and gently led her towards the bedroom door, opening it, and guiding Cheryl thorough. She turned her around, so that Cheryl felt the edge of the bed against her legs.  At that, Sharon gave her a gentle push on the shoulders and Cheryl sat down. "Now, stay there, just like that", Sharon instructed. Cheryl heard the bedroom door shut and then silence.