The heat hit him like a furnace blast as he walked out the automatic sliding doors of the airport. Looking around his eyes fell upon the shuttle bus that would take him to the car rental place. Thirty minutes later he stood in front of the door to his hotel room and he swiped his key card and stepped inside as it opened. 'Not bad,' he thought to himself while eyeing the king sized bed and the two-seater couch in the corner next to the window that overlooked the Vegas Strip. With a shrug of his shoulder he dropped his backpack to the floor and pulled his rolling suitcase up on the small rectangular table in front of the couch.
After removing a few of his electronic devices from the bag he sat down on the edge of bed and fished his phone out of his pocket. Quickly finding her number he opened a new text message and typed out 'Just got to the hotel, still on for tomorrow?' Laying the phone down he rummaged through his luggage again and carried all his shower and teeth cleaning items to the bathroom. The sound of a dying phone ringer had him rushing out of the bathroom back to his phone to read the incoming message.
'Yes, breakfast or lunch?'
'Breakfast. The earlier we hang out the better =)' A big smile spread out across his face as laid the phone back down and picked up the remote to the TV. Flipping through the channels he settled on a show about remodeling and saving bars from bankruptcy. Ten minutes passed before another text came to his phone.
'Ha ha. Breakfast only, no funny stuff. I'll text you when I'm on my way'
We'll see about that he thought as he typed 'Great, see ya in the morning.' A few minutes passed as he stared at the screen re-reading her messages. With a sigh he laid his phone down and watched TV for a while longer before heading down to one of the many restaurants the hotel offered to find some dinner.
The next morning he woke up a good two hours before the alarm even thought about going off, the time difference throwing off his internal clock more than he expected. Ten minutes passed of him laying and staring at the ceiling with thoughts about breakfast and meeting her for the first time after eighteen years of online friendship. Before the butterflies were able to fully encompass his insides he managed to fall asleep for another hour.
The alarm woke him up and the tightness in his boxers made it hard for him to stay laying on his stomach. The butterflies had turned into dreams about her and the end result was as expected. Sliding to the edge of the bed he stood and removed his boxes and walked into the bathroom. Quickly steam from the shower filled the room and he pushed the curtain to the side and stepped under the hot water. Luckily the warmth relaxed his entire body and made his cock soften. "Don't worry buddy," he told it, "I'm hoping you'll be really happy in a few hours." Thirty minutes after he finished dressing his phone notifications went off.
'on my way, meet you in the lobby in 10 min.'
Grabbing his wallet and key-card he left the room in a hurry and walked to the elevator.
Fifteen minutes later she walked through the lobby door. He smiled and visually soaked in every bit of her. Her red hair that fell past her shoulders, long tanned legs that disappeared into the loose sun dress that hung down to the middle of her thighs, the tightness of her body and fullness of her C sized breasts that were in danger of coming out of her push up bra. He waved at her as he stood up from the bench and walked towards to her.
Pulling her into a tight hug he said, "It's nice to finally meet you. You look amazing." His hand lingered on the small of her back, loving just the feel of her finally after all this time.
Hitting him playfully with her fist she replied, "Whatever. You look nice though. I Told you that you should smile more."
He rolled his eyes, "Yeah whatever. Thanks." He made it a point to smile at her.
"Where do you want to eat?" she asked while smiling back.
"Doesn't matter to me," he replied, "One of the restaurants here is fine."
"Okay, lead the way," she said waving her arm in front of her.
"Nope, beauty before age," he said as he pushed against the small of her back to encourage her to walk ahead of him. His fingers lingering as long as they could until she stepped out of reach. With a glance down he watched the back and forth sway of her dress as she walked. A genuine smile filled his face as he wondered how her ass looked uncovered and which style of panties she had wore today.
Breakfast was uneventful. They chit-chatted back and forth about what each had been up to the previous week. Before either had realized it an hour had passed.
"Crap. An hour already gone. What do you want to do now?" she asked, "Anything out here in particular you want to see? A casino? The pawn stars building?"
"I don't know," he said looking at his plate, "This is your town. What do you recommend."
"You know you've barely looked at me since I got here, so I recommend you do that. Or am I that hard to look at or something?"
Quickly he raised his eyes to hers and smiled, "No, quite the opposite actually. Your amazing to look at. I just don't want you to think I'm staring or get caught looking at your chest."
With a laugh she said, "Whatever! Not like they are even worth looking at. It's more the magic of the bra than whats inside it. Besides, you have nice eyes. Maybe THAT'S what I want to see."
"Careful, that could almost be taken as 'funny stuff'.' Plus mentioning your bra is unfair, because now I'm wondering what it looks like and how magical it really is."
"You're right," she replied with a frown. "Totally unfair of me to mention a bra that you won't get to see. Lets just go drive around a bit, I'll show you the day version of Vegas and maybe if your lucky I'll come back later and take you out to the night version."
