Hot water bathes her. Rising steam caresses her plump body. She tries to wash her nerves away with a soothing shower expecting what's to come. Anticipations rise. She just can't wait. She drops the soap, but ignores it. There's enough lather on her to finish the job. She's anxious. After chatting with a new 'friend' she met online, she would soon meet him in person for the first time. Thinking back to their conversations written in bold black & white, her womanhood waters. She can't believe she's just about to meet a man that moves her so. She fights the urge to touch herself and start early. What could she expect? From what she could remember in mere e-mails... a lot.
There's a knock at the door. She shutters. The shower quickly goes off. The drip of water echoes in her ear before her thumping heartbeat is noticed. There's a thud again, not from her pounding heart, but from the door.
"Just a second..." she manages out.
Jumping from the shower; wrapped those all too small towels hotels can't help but offer every guest of any size; she rushes to the door. She checked into a hotel just as requested, to add to the ambiance. Her excitement almost consumes her. The door opens and there he stands before her. Tall... Dark... Handsome... Everything she imagined he's be in person. Funny how a still photo of someone; especially from online; can never capture one in full three dimensions and in motion right before you. She looses herself in his deep dark eyes. His voice wakes her from her perverted daydream.
"Did I catch you at a bad time?" he hums.
She just realized that she was just standing there dripping wet, catching cold, staring into the eyes of a 'stranger' that would change her life forever.
"No, no, honey, you didn't. Cum, uh, come right in..." she responded sheepishly.
He walks into the hotel's modest accommodations as she stands aside. That's when she catches a glimpse of what he has in tow; a large luggage tote being dragged into the room on its wheels by its long handle.
"So what's in the bag?" she asks failing to find anything else to say.
"All in due time"
She decided to take advantage of this time and allow him to 'set up' whatever he had in store for her while she made herself more... prepared. Instructing him to make himself at home, she made her way back into the bathroom and nervously shut the door. She tries to make small talk with her friend to buy time as she learns more about him. All of a sudden-
"Come on out, there's no need to be dressed anyway. You're much better as you are... Besides, I'm ready"
Her body quivers, still wet with hair clinging to her face, but unable to resist her urges anymore, she rushes out of the bathroom. There it lay before her. Large and black resting on the king sized bed. Resembling a horse's saddle.
"It's called a sybian..." he explains.
Nervously wondering, what is he gonna do to me, she responds.
