Note: This is a story I wrote about an imaginary encounter with another Literotica.com member. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I liked writing it...
As for the Literotica member, you know who you are...
I met Linda through the online personals, normally I wouldnât have bothered, and we all know that this can be a âcrap-shootâ. Something about the tone to her e-mails, the way she expressed herself, made me forget about my âruleâ and I continued our e-mail flirtations. Week after week, we would exchange e-mails and tell each other about our experiences, sexual as well as non-sexual. We talked about our likes and dislikes, and every time I thought we had gone stagnant, she would say or imply something that would spark my interest all over again.
After several months of this âback and forthâ, we both started to hint at a meeting. I would say something about something I had experienced with whomever I had been with, and she would say, â If I was there, you wouldnât have been able to control yourselfâ, etc⊠Finally, one day I just said âenough is enough, if we donât meet soon, I am going to go insaneâ.
Linda and I do not live very close to each other, but I travel a lot for business and fortunately, the opportunity to go to where she lived came up quite often. The only thing left to do, was to get up the nerve to actually ask her to meet. You always here the stories of people meeting for the first time and they describe themselves to each other and one or both people are disappointed, or the opposite can happen and the description doesnât do them justice. Anyway, Linda described herself to me; 5â6ââ tall, reddish brown hair, brown eyes and busty. There were other details, but these seemed to be the ones that most stuck in my mind. I now had to figure out when and how I was going to be able to go see her.
About three weeks later, my company got a call from our subsidiary near Linda, so I e-mailed her to let her know that I would be traveling to where she lived. I was still a little leery about meeting this âstrangerâ for the first time, so I asked her if she could meet me at a bar I knew near the hotel I was staying in. I was flying out on Monday afternoon and returning on Thursday, so if we hit it off the first day, we would have plenty of time to get to know each other. She told me she was nervous, and I said I was nervous too, thatâs why I suggested a public place. We also agreed that if one of us were to change their mind, that the other was to be as understanding as possible and the âdateâ would end immediately.
I arrived at my hotel at 3:00 pm, which gave me plenty of time to take a shower and change my cloths, as I was supposed to meet Linda between 7:30 and 8:00. I got to the bar at about 7:20, for some strange reason I thought if I was the first one there, I would be more comfortable. I sat in that booth, by myself, for almost 45 minutes. I thought Linda had gotten cold feet and decided not to come, but we had exchanged cell phone numbers, and agreed to call if we got cold feet or delayed. I got up to leave, when this pretty woman walked in; her eyes scanned the room quickly, and stopped on me. I told her I would be wearing Levis and a black button down shirt. I was relieved to see her smile, obviously recognizing me, so I sat back down as she came walking over. I can assure you, this was one of those times, when the description DID NOT do the person justice. I said earlier that she said she was busty, this was the understatement of the century, her breasts were huge.
I didnât take my eyes off her as she walked over to me, but I am sure every guy in the room noticed her, how could they not. She was also wearing Levis, but she had on one of those low cut form-fitting sweaters, showing a good 4 to 6 inches of cleavage. When she got to the table, she asked if I was leaving. I said I didnât think she was coming and I was about to leave until I saw her come in. I was sitting in a horseshoe shaped booth, and as if weâd known each other for years, she smiled and said âslide in, unless you want me sit all the way over thereâ, and she pointed to the other side of the table. For some reason, the other side of the table seemed to be a mile away. I just chuckled and moved over so she could sit down. The waitress came over and took our drink order, and Linda ordered us each a shot of Tequila saying she needed to squash the nerves. This woman had me thinking all kinds of nasty thoughts almost as soon as she sat down. We sat and talked for what seemed like hours, and our conversations were exactly like our e-mails, very flirtatious and very suggestive. At this point, I was feeling a lot of sexual tension, but I didnât know if she was. She was so friendly and âtouchy-feelyâ with me that she had to be turned on as well.
I guess neither one of us noticed the place start to empty out, and the waitress came over to us and said they were going to close early because unless itâs football season, Mondays were slow. I had taken a cab to this place earlier because I didnât rent a car and Linda said she would take me back to the hotel. As we were walking back to the car, I put my arm around her shoulder and she put her arm around my waist. It was then that I realized, that this was the first physical contact we had made and I got the chills. I walked her to the drivers side of the car, without saying a word, she turned to me and we started kissing. I was trying not to scare her off, so I kept my hands on her back. Linda on the other hand, immediately grabbed my ass with both hands, and pulled me into her tight. I guess for now, I would let her set the pace, control things. Almost as soon as we started kissing, my dick started to harden, and I knew she felt it on her hip because she started to grind into it, but it was starting to get uncomfortable as I was wearing jeans.
