I pull up to our meeting spot a few minutes before we had agreed, happy to see that you've already been standing there waiting for me. You recognize the vehicle from the description I had given you and begin walking toward my car as I pull into a parking spot. You look through the windshield and there is a moment where I recognize you and you recognize me. Both of our hearts begin to beat a little faster as we know what is about to happen. You grab the door handle to open the passenger side door...and you pause. This is it. A defining moment in your life. I watch you for what seems like hours as you realize that this is a point of no return. I can see the doubts and insecurities reflect in your face and my heart begins to sink. Not now...not this close. I want you so bad that it makes my stomach turn...watching you walk away now would be too much...
I hear the door click and watch it swing open. A wave a relief passes over me...steadily replaced by a sense of excitement and tension. You don't say anything...you don't have to, your shy smile tells me everything I need to know. I put the car in gear and begin to drive away. We ride in silence, but the sexual tension is building to the point of boiling. We both can feel passion flowing through our bodies, the anticipation slowly etching away our willpower. The car is filled with your perfume...the scent drives me crazy and it is all I can do to keep my mind on the road.
We finally get to the hotel and we both get out of the car. It is getting harder to breathe and it feels like I'm going to pass out if I can't have you soon. I slide my hand down your shoulder, along your arm, and eventually take your hand. Your skin is so soft...and I can feel the electricity flowing through your fingertips. I lead you inside and begin the process of booking a room. Your mind has a hard time processing your thoughts and you can feel your emotions becoming much more instinctual, a primal rage begins to rise up inside you. The anticipation has almost done you in and I can feel that if I don't get you in a room quick, we might have a scene in the lobby.
We finally get our room number...fourth floor. We get in the elevator and wait... I still have your hand and slowly caress it with my thumb. We don't dare move, fearing any sudden movements might end up with us fucking right there in the elevator. All we can hear is our own heavy breathing...it almost sounds as if we had climbed the four flights of stairs. Oh my God! This is the longest 23 seconds of our lives. After what seems like an eternity, the door finally opens. We move down to our room. Trying to ease the tension, I look at the electronic key and joke about how I don't know how to use one of those things.
Big mistake...