It's taken some time but we are finally able to meet in person after months of planning. As I anxiously await your arrival at the hotel I think back to when we first met online. I have always found our conversations to be both exciting and torturous. It fills me with such exhilaration to talk with you, but I often find myself overcome with a need to reach through the screen and touch you. And now here I am. Nervous as a teenager with a knot in my stomach from anticipation when suddenly there is a knock.
With weak knees I make my way to the door and slowly open it. There you stand, in the flesh. After looking at your pictures for so long I can't help but to take you all in. Finally making contact with those engaging brown eyes. The 5 o'clock shadow on your slightly tanned face and your short brown hair with the modest dash of gray at the temples. And oh those lips and that square jaw just about make me salivate! How wonderful it is to see you and know what awaits us in the hours ahead.
You step into the room as I close the door. When I turn to you I am quickly wrapped in your arms and our lips meet for the very first time. How I have dreamt about this moment and now it is happening. It feels as if we have known each other for years. All the conversations of past histories, family, jobs, and life in general have made us friends in addition to online lovers. My thoughts are interrupted by your voice.
"I've been looking forward to this day for weeks now. I want you so much I can feel it in my entire body."
"I feel the exact same way," I reply while running a fingertip over your jaw line. "The time has seemed to drag on endlessly."
The aroma of you is so cool and clean it's almost intoxicating. When you lean in again to kiss me I can feel your prickly beard lightly scratch my face. Your mouth is so inviting. I gaze up into your eyes and find myself becoming overwhelmed with longing.
With little time to spare we quickly make our way to the bed. Again I feel my nerves getting the better of me. You must sense it yourself because you take my face in your hands and softly kiss me. I feel your hands slowly exploring every curve of my body. Your touch feels so pleasant, so comforting and all at once I can feel my desire building.
You move your lips away from mine and begin softly kissing my face moving down to give my ear a tender nibble. I wrap my arms around your neck and run my fingers through your hair. I can feel your hands on my back as you grab hold of the zipper on my dress and slowly pull it down. The coolness of the room touches my spine and a sudden chill comes over me. The butterflies in my stomach tickle and a smile crosses my lips. I coyly put my head down so you won't see the schoolgirl giddiness that is overtaking me. I stand perfectly still, eyes closed, waiting with eagerness for your next move.
I feel your hands move up to my shoulders and pull the straps of my dress off. Slowly the material falls off my body landing in a soft pile around my feet. I step out of the dress and for just a moment I feel slightly embarrassed standing before you in my underwear. Why in the world did I go for this underwear? It's too conservative for this occasion. It's white silk with tiny yellow roses on it and a little white bow on the bra between the breasts with a similar bow on the panties just under my navel.
