Slowly, almost nervously, Linda approached the café. Looking through the window, she could see him sitting at the table, drinking his coffee and casually reading a newspaper as he waited for her.
Linda hesitated at the door and cursed herself silently for her uncertainty. She knew why she was here and she had been looking forward to it for weeks. Well, actually, months would be more accurate but, since that first ice-breaking meeting, circumstances had transpired to ensure this meeting had been delayed again and again. Linda had to almost pinch herself to remind her that this time, it was actually happening.
They had, of course, chatted online any number of times, describing in detail what they would do to each other if the opportunity ever arose and it had become Linda's favourite recurring fantasy.
And that, Linda admitted to herself was the source of her hesitation. Could reality ever live up to her expectations? Might it not be better to savour the fantasy and not have it replaced by some less than perfect reality.
"Bugger!" Linda swore again. If she turned away now she'd never know and she'd almost certainly regret it. She had let him down before, calling off at the last minute and she knew she was lucky to get a second chance. If she backed out again now, patient and understanding though he may be, she was certain she wouldn't get a third.
"The worst that can happen is that it won't be as good as I imagined it would be," Linda said to herself, "But then, who knows, it might be even better and he does come highly recommended." she smiled, thinking about the comments that the other women who had met him had left on his profile page. Hadn't her motivation for joining an adult contact site simply been to get herself some good, uncomplicated, no-strings sex, after all? Her life was too busy for a 'proper' relationship and it had seemed like an ideal compromise when she first joined. Had she not first contacted him because she thought there was a strong possibility that he could provide her with just that?
"Fuck it! What have I got to lose?" Linda asked herself as she reached out to open the door.
"Hi, Linda," he said, rising to his feet and smiling warmly as she approached his table, "Can I get you anything?"
"Uh, hi, Craig," she replied, cursing herself for the note of uncertainty in her voice, "Um, a large Earl Grey, white, no sugar would be lovely."
Linda made herself comfortable as Craig went to place their order. "What the hell am I doing here?" she asked herself again. She caught Craig smiling at her and, despite herself, she smiled back. It occurred to her that, at the very least, she could enjoy her drink and his conversation, nothing else actually had to happen. They both knew why they were there but that didn't mean that anything more than a pleasant chat over a cup of tea had to follow. Of course, deep down, she hoped that something else might develop, she wouldn't have come otherwise but the fact that she could still walk away if she wasn't certain provided her with a degree of comfort.
Absently, she wondered if the other women on the site, or even the men, felt anything like this when they first met someone purely for the purpose of hopefully getting naked and naughty with them. She suspected they must. There was always a certain nervousness attached to 'first times', she felt, no matter how meticulously planned they might be.
"There you go," said Craig, putting her tea down before her, snapping her out of her reverie.
"Thanks," Linda replied, noticing his warm, friendly smile once again and responding in kind.
As they chatted, Linda relaxed and was relieved when she realised that the chemistry that had been present at their first meeting was still present. They talked about inconsequential things; neither of them feeling any particular need to discuss the actual reasons they were there; they both knew why they had met up that evening.
When their drinks were finished, Craig offered to get some more. Linda realised that, if she was going to make her move, this was probably the perfect opening.
"We could do, I guess," she replied, "Or, if you prefer, we could, um, wait and have it at mine. It's only five minutes from here and it won't cost the small fortune that they charge in here."
Craig smiled. "That sounds like a plan," he replied, "And I guess there are other ways I could repay your hospitality."
Linda laughed. "I'm glad you said that, and yes, I'm pretty certain I'll find a way of extracting full payment."
"I was pretty certain that you would," Craig replied, smiling his lopsided smile.
The walk to Linda's house took no more than the five minutes she said it would but Linda was totally unaware of the passage of time. Having made her decision and discovering that Craig was just as keen as she was to move things along, Linda had been lost in a haze of excited anticipation.
"Here we are," Linda announced when they reached her door. In her growing excitement, she fumbled with her keys as she tried to open the door.
Almost as soon as the door closed behind them, Linda's lips were on Craig's. As her tongue explored his mouth, she struggled out of her coat, letting it fall to the floor.
Craig's coat quickly joined Linda's. As they kissed with increasing passion, their hands explored each other's bodies. Linda pressed herself against Craig, feeling his firm body against hers.
Electricity, pulsed through Linda's veins as her arousal climbed higher in response to Craig's touch. "Ohhhh, Craig," she sighed softly, "I... I can't believe this is finally happening. I've imagined this so many times, and now it's... it's really happening"
Craig laughed. "Yes it is," he said as Linda rubbed herself against him, his cock stiffening inside his jeans in response to her blatant display of desire, "It's really happening".
"Mmmmmm," Linda murmured softly as they kissed again. Their tongues danced in each other's mouths as their passion grew. Linda's hands continued to roam all over Craig's body as he began to stroke her breasts through her blouse, his fingers undoing a couple of buttons.
Linda slid one hand down the front of Craig's jeans, feeling his stiff cock with her fingers, imagining again what it would feel like inside her. Feeling her juices begin to flow at the thought of having her pussy filled with his warm, hard, thrusting cock, Linda felt another tingle of anticipation as a warm glow spread over her.
Finally, their lips parted. "C'mon," Linda breathed, "Let's go upstairs." Craig nodded and let Linda take his hand as she guided him towards her bedroom.
