They were both breathless. After years of waiting, more than a decade, it was finally happening. The two of them together, alone, at last.
He closed the door of the dark room and fumbled for light. Once he could see her face, his heart began to melt and his cock started to rise. She had barely aged since they met 13 years before and she was inspiring a greater physical reaction than even he had counted on.
She guided him towards the wall, pushing him up against it. He leaned his mouth towards hers and they kissed hungrily. Their tongues intertwining within their shared mouths. She ran her hands over his body. In the past he had felt self-conscious about his "dad bod" but there was none of that now. They had shared so much of themselves already in their video chats that the only things left to the imagination were the ways that they would feel, taste, smell. They understood that nothing replaces the sensory experience of a real life encounter.
He took a deep breath, inhaling her scent. The hints of floral scents from the melange of perfume, soaps and creams washed over him as he twirled his tongue around hers.
Her hands started on his shoulders, but quickly descended his thick frame. While he had spent years building up solid muscle, he also carried some extra padding from his 45 years. Her hands slid down his chest, down his stomach, nimbly starting to unbuckle his belt. She unbuttoned his jeans, drew down the zipper and shoved her hands beneath his waistline, pushing both his pants and boxer briefs down to his ankles.
He groaned and she moaned as she finally touched his cock for the first time. It was covered in pre-cum that had been flowing since they first hugged and kissed in the hotel bar 30 short minutes before. Her hand slid smoothly around the head of his cock. She had been dying to touch it and feel it ever since he sent her that photo a couple of years back.
