AUTHOR'S NOTE:
1. This is an installment in the collaborative series called 'The Erotic Exploits of Exquisite Elaine', and contains the writing of more than one author. This one is posted by user tcwild100; but contains the words of another user to add both color and substance to the story.
2. This is a work of fantasy/fiction with absolutely no basis anywhere other than my mind. Having said that, it is inspired by a fellow Literotican whose identity will become clear. I hope you enjoy....
An Unexpected Encounter – Lifelong Fantasy
Part 1 – Prologue
As with most men, I've had a lifelong fantasy to share a clandestine tryst with a woman I've never met in a faraway place. Sure, many of us (including me) have paid for such encounters. That is not what this is about. This fantasy involves an intelligent and exotic woman many years younger with whom I have shared a bit of cyber-fun. A woman whose husband has encouraged her to share pictures of her exquisite form in a public online forum.
Over a period of weeks and months we had become 'friends' – at least as much as you can become a friend when your only communication in is in public posts in a forum catering to erotica in all of its glorious forms. I had enjoyed viewing images of her lithe and sensuous form in various stages of dress (and undress), commented on them on her threads, and received thanks and suggestive responses when I posted suggestive comments – as was true with all of the forum posters. I wasn't special, and I knew that; but there's something about having a beautiful woman say hot things in response to your words that is exciting, and when you are looking at a provocative pose of the woman whose words you are reading it becomes... very erotic. Such was the case in my situation. We shared some personal messages over the months, and I learned where she was along the way. We even discussed visits – but knew that it wasn't likely since we were on opposite coasts.
Then I had an opportunity to travel very near to her location on business, and would be able to plan the trip to include a weekend over which my time was my own. I suggested that we meet – the three of us (including her hubby) – for drinks and dinner on that Saturday. Fortunately there was plenty of advance notice, and a plan came together...
Part 2 – Meeting Old Friends for the First Time
I had arrived in the Big Apple on Tuesday, foregoing the rental car and taking a shuttle downtown to take care of business – my mind on something other than the work. Being a professional, I managed to deal with that distraction and get done what needed to get done. Dinner with my associates on Friday was pleasurable enough, the proximity to the coast providing plenty of fresh seafood for our consumption. I begged off a late night of drinking and boisterous behavior at the 'gentlemen's club' to get back to my hotel to get plenty of rest. I didn't want to be yawning when I met my Lit friends the following evening.
Saturday dawned cool and sunny, something of an enigma for the area and season; but it gave me an opportunity to don my sweats and go down to the gym for a morning workout to clear my head of the trivialities of work so I could concentrate on not making a fool of myself in front of the woman I had admired so often on my computer. I didn't expect anything to happen, as I'm not the type to share a man's wife – at least not in his presence. All I really wanted to do was say hello, give her a nice hug, and see this sexy and exotic woman in person. That alone could provide plenty of fantasy material.
I've not mentioned it yet; but she is Asian. Like many men I have a fetish for Asian women. There's something about their facial features that just brings out the lust in us. I've had a few Asian lady friends over the years, been in lust with all of them and in love with a couple of them (and they with me; but that's a different story). This would be different because rather than meeting her in person first, I had been lusting after pictures of this woman and hanging on her words. Oh yes, and none of the other Asian women I've known were married when I met them. I returned to the room from my workout and showered the perspiration from my body, then fired up my computer and looked at her pictures again. Damn she is lovely! I thought.
I logged into my user account to find a quick PM from her, telling me she was looking forward to seeing me this evening. I replied, trying not to be too obvious about my anxiety about the meeting. We had agreed to meet at a restaurant near my hotel, and I already knew where that was. I had her cell number memorized, and didn't think I would need it – but considered calling her just to hear her voice. That would just be silly! I thought, and went back to looking at her picture. The one I chose to admire was one taken while she was on vacation with her family, fully clothed and sitting with her legs crossed and her eyes hidden by sunglasses. Not the most erotic of poses; but perhaps more like what I should expect to see in person. She is lovely, in the purest sense of that word. Everything about her is exotic and lust-provoking, even though that lust would surely go unfulfilled. I would have drinks and dinner with them, then return to my hotel and pleasure myself while laying alone in the bed. Perhaps an adult movie; but it wouldn't be necessary with my own fantasy to keep me going.
(Elaine adds...)
I was pleasantly surprised when Joe had suggested that i go to the dinner tonight alone without him but at the same time a bit apprehensive. My mind was going in all different directions as i got ready to meet an old new friend as we called one another. I was doing my 'friday routine' again that saturday afternoon just to relax me and get me into the mood but wait why am i preparing myself to be in the 'mood' i thought to myself??? I couldn't think straight as i looked for my white sundress that i know would look prim and proper but at the same time a bit naughty if one can take a peek at my undergarments which i already knew would be my sexiest thong and bra set. I saw a slight grin on Joe's face as he notice me place my clothes on the bed to prepare. I had 2 hours to prepare before we would drive into Manhattan and i couldn't ignore the slight dampness between my legs.
I pulled on some casual clothes and headed down to the hotel restaurant for some lunch and a beer on the patio overlooking Times Square. The food was okay, as was the beer – a local micro-brew, and the hustle and bustle of downtown New York provided its usual opportunities for people-watching. After finishing the lunch I relaxed and had another beer while watching the crowds. The day was becoming warmer, and as is often the case on the New England coast it was humid. Having spent many months in the humidity of various Asian locales, it felt good – as if the weather was preparing me to meet my friends. I closed my eyes and conjured up one of the most provocative images I've ever seen – my friend in black lace lingerie, on all fours with her delicious behind thrust out toward the camera. I had to open my eyes and take a drink to avoid an embarrassing bulge in the flimsy khaki's I was wearing, so vivid and sensual was that image.
I headed out for a walk, enjoying the the mix of historic buildings and newer high-rises in the area as I killed the hours that would lead to the meeting. I simply wanted to pass the time, and New York was a lovely place to do that. I'd lived here thirty years earlier, and there were many areas of the city that hadn't changed perceptibly in that time. The same old buildings were housing all manner of business, governance and residences. I lost track of time as I wandered the busy streets, walking several miles in the process. My alarm went off, indicating it was time to head back. I pressed the appropriate buttons on my handheld GPS and turned around to take an alternate route back to the hotel.
Four-thirty and I was back in my room with two hours until I needed to leave. I had planned to arrive at the restaurant fifteen minutes before our agreed upon time, just so I could watch her walk into the room. After a long shower and more than the usual 'primping' I still had more than forty minutes remaining, so I turned on the news and spent the time picking up the mess I'd made since the morning and consumed a beer from the minibar. Five minutes before my appointed time I went down to the street and walked the five blocks to the restaurant. We were to meet in the bar, so that's where I headed.
When I walked through the door my eyes were graced by the very image I'd imagined. Elaine had arrived earlier than I, and was seated on a bar stool at one of the small tables, her lithe stems crossed and barely concealed by the short skirt. She saw me come in, and there it was - that smile. You know the one I'm talking about. The smile that lights up the room. She waved. I returned the wave and the smile, walking quickly - without appearing too eager - to the table. "Rob?" she asked.
"Elaine?" I responded. She nodded, holding out her hand for me to take. "A privilege and a pleasure dear lady." I said, kissing her hand and taking a deep breath. "Uh... where's Joe?" I asked.
"He thought perhaps I should make this meeting alone. He's home with the kid, having fun no doubt. He told me to have fun and be prepared to tell him about it when I get home." Elaine replied, laughing softly.
(Elaine adds...)
I was quite nervous and desperately needed a drink. A few shots of tequila would have been perfect since tequila always gets me relaxed fast but also gets me quite horny just as fast so i decided to maybe save a shot for later.
"Well... okay then. May I buy you a drink?" I asked, waving the waitress over.
