They hadn't seen each other in years, but they'd recently rekindled a strong connection over their many conversations online. They'd dated briefly after high school, but now they were closer than they'd ever been, despite the distance between them.
Jess walked nervously out to her Jeep, the slight breeze tugging at her short skirt. She wore nothing underneath it, so she was instantly self-conscious at the weather's playful mood. Her sumptuous, round breasts filled her tight button-up shirt almost to bursting.
She had piercing ice-blue eyes and wild, dark curls, tied back away from her stunning face. She had all the right curves, in perfect proportion to her medium height. Taking one last cleansing breath, she put the Jeep into gear and pulled away from her house. Her oblivious husband wasn't even aware she had walked out the door. It had been that way for far too long, and she finally decided to think of herself this one time.
Sam pulled into the parking lot where they'd agreed to meet, a local all-night diner. He'd been in town for more than a week, having made the 500 mile drive from home to visit friends and family, but this was the first chance Jess had to get away. Tonight was a long time coming for both of them, and the anticipation he felt was killing him.
He shut off the car and stepped out into the mild summer air. It was still warm, as might be expected from a summer night, but the relative coolness of the breeze was a refreshing change from the sickening humidity of his adopted hometown hundreds of miles away.
He smoothed the chest of his dark polo shirt and absentmindedly brushed the legs of his tan cargo pants. It was a bit of a change from his usual t-shirt and jeans, but he wanted to step up his game for the stunning beauty coming to spend time with him.