Angel & The Word Man: The Meeting
Standing at the bus stop, Janet paced back and forth. Checking her watch periodically, well more like every minute. He was coming home. Was this real, she wondered, is he truly coming home, my soul mate, my best friend, my fiancée, and by tonight, my lover.
She could not believe that the time had finally come. After 6 months of wanting, desiring, frustration, love, loss, heartache, and confusion the time had finally come that the two online lovers would be together forever.
As Janet stood at the local Greyhound bus station, she looked back on the last 6 months. Meeting Kevin online had to be some sort of fate, destiny even. Janet was not looking for a star-crossed lover, and online lover. Hell she thought to herself, I was married when I met Kevin.
The events that unfolded still amazed her. Her husband of 13 years walked in one day, a fight followed, and he decided that he was going to punish her, or so he thought. He left with the intentions of her begging him to come back. What he did not know what that despite the fact that Janet was committed to him, she was far from happy with him. The day he left, she wanted to celebrate. She did just that.
Kevin had been a member of her online pool league. She remembered the day that he joined. Being brought in by his teen-age son to "check out the new league" that he had found Kevin came into the room somewhat quiet.
Janet being Janet, was boisterous, ornery, and sometimes down right wild. Every Friday night, Janet looked forward to her "Cam & Pool" night, this was the night that her husband always played poker, Janet would get cleaned up and turn on her cam through her instant messenger, and allow all viewers to watch. Janet was an attractive woman, with long naturally curly brown hair, down the middle of her back. Her eyes were blue, and often referred to as bedroom eyes. She knew she was attractive, but did not feel that the word beautiful fit.
Kevin's first night in the new league was a Friday night. A typical poolroom chat led Janet to ask Kevin for his instant messenger name. After all, she reasoned with herself, it is cam and pool night, so if I IM him, I will have reason. His name alone filled with attitude, for Janet, attitude was a turn on, it was almost like a magnet to her. He gave it to her willingly. Kevin was an extremely attractive man. Standing well over 6 foot tall, with dark hair and blue eyes. He was confident, but far from egotistical.
Stepping back from the curve Janet could hear the hustle and the bustle of the town, only 2 minutes had passed in her remembrance of how they met. She looked around, no buses yet. Aiken was a small town in South Carolina. The bus station was located at a small business. As Janet looked around, the chairs that were located there for the travelers were worn, and no one but her was there. She was glad that it was quiet, because her emotions were a somewhat out of control.
Is he coming, is he not? Will he be disappointed? Is he the man I have fallen in love with? These questions and many more plagued Janet as she stood there. "Where is that bus?" she thought to herself, It was suppose to be here at 12:10pm. It's already 12:15pm. Tired of pacing Janet walked back over to the empty seats that were attached to the outside brick wall of the business. Sitting down Janet again went back to remembering just how all of this came around to be.
"One day I will put a ring on that finger" Kevin said to Janet in an IM
Janet stunned was not sure what to say; She felt her heart beat against her chest. Is this man serious? At this point the two had yet to even embrace, but the feelings that she felt for him were beyond anything that she had ever experienced in her life.
"I did not mean to scare you" Kevin said, when Janet didn't respond.
"You did not scare me" Janet responded, still not sure what to say, "I was just surprised, not quite ready for something like that you know?"
"Yes, and I apologize" Kevin responded quickly, seemingly embarrassed that his fingers seemed to have a mind of their own at times.
Looking back at her watch, damn, minutes had passed, and still no sign of the bus. The anxiety, the waiting, the fear of him being disappointed, the fear of rejection plagued Janet. Granted they spent hours, weeks, days, and even months online, on web cam, in good light, in bad light. They spent 20+ hours a day for weeks on end together in one form or another, at work, at home, at play. Their need for each other was consuming. For all the time they spent together, the phone, the Internet, the web cams, and photographs were all they had.
Janet remembered the first time that she gotten to view Kevin's web cam. He was gorgeous, and she was instantly attracted. Beyond his basic physical appearance Janet discovered so much more, he was intelligent, he could hold conversations with Janet on her own level. Being a licensed psychiatric counselor, she was amazed at Kevin's knowledge of Freud, Pavlov, Wattson, Skinner, and others to mention only a few. They could debate Religion, History, and Science. It never seemed to fail that their conversations would start at 3pm one day, and not end until 9am the following morning. Sleep was something they seemed to deprive themselves of.
Hearing the loud sounds of a diesel engine Janet jumped up, trying to act as calmly as she could despite the feelings of elation she felt, walked over to the curb and looked down the street. To her disappointment, it was a large cement truck. "Damn, I am like a teen age girl, waiting for her first date to arrive" she thought to herself.
Walking back over to the seats, she sat down. Again getting lost in thought. For months now they had tried to get together. When she and Kevin first met, she was living in Pennsylvania. "Oh how things have changed" she said out loud, still lost in thought. Her ex husband doing everything in his control to keep her from having any kind of life, drove Janet to leave state, leave everything, and everyone she loved. Now, not only was she in a different state, but also entering into a new relationship.
"A new beginning" Janet thought to herself about the bridges that she and Kevin had to cross, the bridges almost burnt, the love almost lost. As with all long distant relationships, this relationship had been hard on both of them. Remembering the tears that were shed along the way, Janet again looked at her watch, it was now 12:20. For what seemed like a lifetime, Janet stared at the watch, lost yet again in thought.
"Cum for me Angel" Janet remembered Kevin saying, as she was masturbating for him for the very first time. Her vibrator doing most of the work, messaging her clit, sending electric like vibrations through her. His sensual voice talking to her, telling her how much he would like to be there, putting his hard cock where her vibrator was. Her clit throbbing, her nipples were hardening, her pussy muscles contracting. She heard him moan, he was cumming, the deep animated, animalistic sounds emanating from the phone, drove Janet over the edge, her back arched, her hips rocked, as she screamed out in pleasure.
The sounds of yet another diesel engine broke through Janet's thoughts, almost afraid to hope she looked at her watch, it was 12:25. She got up, and walked again over to the curb, looked to her left, she saw it. The greyhound bus that she had been waiting for.
With anticipation, and anxiety, Janet watched as the bus approached, with what seemed like each second, Janet could swear her heart was beating with the succession of her watch. It felt as if it was going to beat out of her chest. She could feel her hands shaking, still not believing this was real. Slowly the bus pulled up to the curb. Almost afraid to look, Janet started looking in the windows as the bus pulled up along side the curb in the designated space. Looking first at the driver, she looked slowly down the windows one bye one she could see the faces of the passengers, none moving out of their seats. About half way back, Janet saw him.
He stood, and turned. She knew it was Kevin, there was no doubt. He walked down the isle, as if in slow motion, she watched as the scene unfolded. Seat by seat he passed along the windows. It seemed like it took forever for him to get to the front of the bus, but there he stood on the top step looking down.
It seemed as if it was all mystical, unreal, dreamlike. He stepped down off the bus, carrying a bag in each hand. He no sooner hit the curb that he dropped the bags he was carrying. Meeting in the middle between where they had been standing, he took her in his arms, and held her tight. For the first time in the relationship, the lovers kissed. 6 months of anticipation, waiting, wanting, desiring melted away in his arms. The kiss was slow, passionate. It was a kiss of possession, of tenderness, of love, acceptance, and most importantly it was a kiss of soul mates finally reunited.
~~~~~~Chapter 2~~~~~~~~~~~~~
