Unfortunately for me, the old man, this is a fictional short story based on an online relationship that has no hope of going anywhere. But I love corresponding with this young lady, and this is our fantasy meeting from my point of view.
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It was a coincidence, a miracle, a completely surprising turn of events. I had corresponded with Gabriella for several months online. We had liked each other's Literotica stories and an email correspondence had started. I was 50 and Gabriella, who liked to be called Gaby, was only 19 at the time, but now 20. Our email discussions were at first playful, then revealing, and then open to the point where we were suddenly discussing our true selves. We discussed our likes and dislikes, our desires and fantasies, who we were and who we were not. I was well along in my career but Gaby was still in school at a university. Even so, we both still had unspoken things that we wanted to do that we only shared with each other. Soon, we knew each other very well mentally and physically, except for our faces. We had taken to exchanging pictures of ourselves, cocks and cunts, asses and tits, everything except for our faces. And now, this amazing turn of events meant that Gaby, who lived on the other side of an ocean from me, was coming to Washington, D. C., only 25 miles from where I lived. I could tell that she was as excited as I was, but we were both also wary and concerned. We wanted to meet, but not. We were really enjoying our electronic exchange and were willing to meet, but I was especially afraid that Gaby would be disappointed by this 'older man' who would meet her at the Lincoln Monument. We discussed it for a long time until we finally decided to do it. I was more reticent, fearing her disappointment, but Gaby assured me that she already knew me, that she could not be disappointed by my looks, so I sent her a picture of me, including my face and we arranged to meet.
We were going to meet at 1pm on the monument steps. I had sent a picture of my face, but she had not. She had wanted it to be a surprise and I knew that maybe she was still unsure about meeting in real life. If she were to show up and be disappointed in me, she could just turn around and leave. But based on our internet relationship and how long we had talked and what I had learned about her, I knew she wouldn't do that. She would at least introduce herself and just tell me the truth.
I was still unsure about all this, but Gaby told me that she liked my look (and my cock, which was a great ego boost) and couldn't wait to meet me. I was happy about that, because she seemed genuinely happy to still meet me, the older guy. Gaby had told me that the university group she was with on this visit to America was going to be allowed some free time from their tours and other schedules one afternoon. They would have 6 hours until she had to meet her group for dinner.
On the appointed day, I was amazed at how nervous I was, sitting there waiting. Of course I had seen and knew a lot about Gaby by this point, but I was still scared that she was going to be shocked by my look when we met in person. Sure, my body was in good shape. I still worked out at the gym, played basketball, and also had taken up mountain biking to take some wear and tear off my knees. But as much as my body looked pretty good, my hair had all turned white and I was losing a little. I was a little concerned about what I might see in her eyes when she showed up to see the entire package.
It was only 12:30 and I was already sitting there waiting, fidgeting in my nervousness and excitement. I couldn't wait to see this little beauty and could only hope that she would not be disappointed when she saw me. I watched the other tourists as they moved around. Everyone was taking in both the Lincoln Memorial and then turning to look across the reflecting pool toward the Washington Monument, seeing the capitol building in the background. It was a great view.
I looked at my watch again and thought about her. She was an Asian Indian. Her pictures showed a slightly voluptuous woman, probably about 5' 3", with dusky brown skin, large 'D' cup breasts, dark areola, large suckable nipples, an equally dark hairy pussy with full lips, and nicely rounded hips with a very attractive ass. All in all, she was a young, dark beauty that I loved talking to. I just hoped that this didn't damage our friendship.
It was approaching 1pm and I looked around again, trying to see who might be coming towards me with her looks, when suddenly she was there. It was a little cool that day and she was wearing tight jeans that showed off that ass, and a t-shirt and light jacket. Her large breasts were visible thru the t-shirt, hiding under the jacket. She smiled and walked up to me, appearing to be slightly shy about our meeting. I could tell it was her by the way she was smiling as she approached me. I stood and met her as she came up the steps toward me.
"Hello, Gorgeous Gaby." That was my pet name for her.
"Hi, John." She smiled and looked away like she was still a little scared by this meeting.
I moved toward her and gave her a friendly hug, nothing that would identify us as anything other than acquaintances. "It's so good to finally meet you." I looked at her closely, staring into her big brown eyes for the first time. "I've been waiting very anxiously."
Gaby smiled and I could see and feel the woman I had come to know via electrons. "I've been watching for 10 minutes. I... I... well, I almost left. I was so scared."
"Me, too. I have never done this before."
Gaby smiled. "Me, either. I'm so young and I was scared about meeting a strange man. I just couldn't walk away. Our discussions were so good, and captivating. I had to go thru with it." She paused and looked around. "So where do you want to go? It's pretty busy here."
I managed to not take her into a body crushing hug. "Well, as we discussed, I thought we would go to my hotel. We can have a drink and talk out of the way of the crowds. It might not be good for us to be seen together like I want to be together with you."
She looked around. "True. Okay, I know we discussed this. Let's go."
We walked down the steps of the monument and then I walked her over to Constitution Avenue to grab a cab easier. She told me about where they had been while we walked.
When we caught the cab, I gave him the address of the hotel that I had reserved for the night and we got there quickly. We went into the main lobby that was a large atrium. I walked up to the desk and checked in, while Gaby waited in the middle of the lobby, checking out the atrium. I walked toward the elevators and Gaby walked over toward them to join me on the elevator. We took the elevator to the 10th floor and walked to the room. We got to the room and I held the electronic key at the slot.
"Are you sure?" We had discussed this and we had agreed to have sex, but I could feel her reticence.
Gaby looked at me nervously. "Yeah." She didn't sound sure.
We entered and I walked over to the small fridge. I opened it and asked if she wanted some alcohol. She did. She asked for a beer. I opened two beers and handed her one. She took it and sat in the big chair by the table. I could almost feel how uneasy she was. I sat across from her, but I wanted to move things along before she changed her mind. I asked her how the flight was and we exchanged some more small talk, but we both knew what we were there for. Finally, I stood up and went to her. I put out my hand and she took it. I was nervous and I could feel her hand trembling slightly. I took her in my arms and stared into her eyes as I slowly leaned toward her. I could see her eyes darting back and forth between mine as I leaned down to kiss her. I kissed her lightly once, twice, and then pulled her in tightly as we kissed hard, the months of flirting and talking about sex finally overcoming our nervousness. Our tongues fought and we nipped at each other as we molded our bodies together. I finally pulled back and we were both breathing hard. I pulled away and took her hand, leading her over to the bed. She was no longer hesitant. She actually seemed to be more relaxed now that we had made the initial contact.
"Sit down, Gaby." She sat and I completely undressed. She watched carefully as I became nude and then she stared at my now hard dick, bouncing in front of her. She had seen pictures, but now it was live and right in front of her. She reached out and grasped it. I smiled. "That's nice."
She looked up at me with a grin and I knelt in front of her. I removed her shoes and socks and then rose up in front of her again, grasping the bottom of her t-shirt. She stared at me as I slowly lifted her shirt off and exposed her tits, enclosed in a very functional bra. They were large and required this kind of restriction.
