I began an online romance recently. It began one Saturday night as we both sipped wine, while instant messaging, laughing and getting sillier as the hours passed. We asked each other questions. You probably are familiar with the routine. We got a bit sensual and thus started our online romance.
As time went on, for some reason, I would get irritated with this man frequently based on some flakiness or distraction in his thought process. I would ask him not to contact me anymore; thus, the tumultuous relationship began.
One evening, I get an instant message asking me if I was still "cranky?"
I replied, "No, not until now." I was just joking and then we continued to seduce each other online.
We started to build a binding relationship based on the exchange of pictures, secrets, our personal and professional lives. As bizarre as one might think if you haven't dated online yourself, we were starting to build a very strong dalliance.
A few dates that were scheduled became convoluted and rescheduled.
Then, one day I get a call, "I'll be working in your area on Tuesday for a couple of days. Care to get together?" he asked.
I was very excited and of course, I said "Yes."
He wanted to go to dinner and have me book a hotel for him. So, I was the beckoned date and did so as requested. He wanted to meet at my house, but that's one of my rules about online dating – no first dates at my home.
"Will you spend the night?" he asked. Well, by this time I did feel pretty comfortable with him. I liked his picture, his personality and his sense of humor. It's amazing how close one can get to a perfect stranger.
I said, "Let's just meet for dinner and take it from there."
"Why don't you pack an overnight bag just in case with some lingerie?" he asked.
I was pretty sure that we would hit it off since we were yearning and pining for each other. But, I had just gotten over the flu and told him I didn't want to get him sick.
"Get me sick." Okay, I'll be wearing jeans and dress casual if you want," he said.
I laughed and said I'd think about it
He called me when he got to the hotel.
I was showering and primping thinking about what to wear. Well, a black lace sexy bra and thong underwear were a definite start. And, something low cut, but not an overkill. So, I wore black pants, a sexy cleavage showing pink sweater and black heels.
I suspected he was a boob man and that's my strong suit. I packed a lacy turquoise and black lace teddy with low cut panties just in case the opportunity arose for an evening of intimacy and lust.
When I got to the parking lot and was calling on my cell, he was standing by his truck looking at me and asking, "Is this you calling?"
It was. I smiled standing outside the car. I thought to myself, I bet this guy has ten women chasing him.
He looked younger and sexier than I had expected. He was pleasantly tall and with a large built, but a healthy size for his age.
I gave him a hug and he asked me to make an about face. I did, modeling for him.
He said, "Give me another hug."
I could tell that it was going to be a good evening and my flu bug was disappearing by the second.
We had a nice dinner. We laughed at the service of the restaurant. We talked, and he drank. We talked and laughed some more, and he drank some more.
