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I sit here, before the mirror, thinking about all the things you have said to me over the phone. The things that make me feel inclined to trust you, to give up control to you. We have spoken on the phone several times and exchanged emails for a while now, but today is the first time we will meet face to face. I am lost in my thoughts.
I look at the clock and motivate myself to get up. I start getting ready, I have already showered and picked out what I will wear. I pull the short dress you requested from my closet and slip it over my head, loving the feel of the fabric on my skin. Under the dress I wear only my bra, as is your preference.
I stand in front of the full length mirror looking at my image, the short dress, and a heel on my sandals has a nice affect on my legs and ass. I play with my hair a bit. I don't usually do much with it, but I don't want to look like a mess when we meet. I decide to add a little curl smoother and leave it down, since you had mentioned that you like long hair.
I look at the clock again and see that I am running late. Knowing how you hate lateness, I quickly head out to meet you. I see on the way out the door you have sent me a text.
"Have you left yet?" it asks.
"Walking out the door now, sorry, running late." I text back as I lock the door.
"Get that sexy ass moving." You quickly text back.
I smile to myself and jump in my vehicle. After I have been driving for a while, my phone rings.
"Are you on your way?" the male voice asked.
"I am, I am just heading out of town now." I reply, happily.
"Good, we should be able to meet at the appointed place then." He says.
I am pleased with this news.
"Sounds great!" I reply.
However, I am now feeling a little more nervous by the reality of it all.
"You sound nervous, are you feeling nervous?" You ask me, easily.
"Well, yes, I am nervous, but in a good way." I tell you, smiling.
You begin to speak to me in your calm, confident and reassuring way. I can feel myself relax, as I listen to you. Then you tell me a story and, before I know it, I am laughing out loud driving down the highway.
We talk most of the way. You arrive first and tell me where to meet you, telling me we can talk more when I get there.
I am only 15 minutes away so we hang up and I turn up the music, singing along, to distract myself. I arrive at the specified place and walk up to see you, waiting at an outdoor table. You stand to greet me, we look at each other, pleased with what we see and gingerly hug. We sit down and the waitress arrives. I explain that I am starving and ask if you are hungry as well. We order lunch and chat for a while as we eat.
"Ok, well, I would say we seem to have a spark. Where do you want to go from here?" You ask, after we finish our meal.
I look at you dumbfounded. I have no idea what to say.
"Yes, I think it is clear that we do have a spark, but, I don't know where we go from here. What do you suggest?" I offer, as I smile brightly at you.
"Hmmmmm, I have a few thoughts about that, but want to make sure you are comfortable." You say, as you watch my reaction.
I smile and look down at my drink, looking up at you occasionally, waiting for you to say something else, unsure of what I should do or say.
You suddenly excuse yourself from the table. When you return you don't go to your seat, but come over to me and lean in close.
"I would like to see how you feel, how it feels to kiss you." You whisper in my ear.
All I can do it just look up at you, like a deer in the headlights.
You put your hand on my back and run it up to the back of my neck, holding me firmly and tell me to get my things, we are leaving. You keep your hand on my neck, under my hair and lead me out the door, no questions asked. I am not sure what to expect as you intently guide me across the parking lot, moving your hand up deep into my thick hair.
Once we arrive at your vehicle you turn toward me, looking at me for what seems like an eternity. I could hear people laughing and talking not far from us. You continue to hold me by the hair as I look into your blues eyes in confusion.
You explain that you could not sit across from me one more minute without touching me. I could see the indecision clouding your eyes as your grip on my hair tightens, but then it clears as you regain your control and walk me to the passenger side of your vehicle. You open the door and watch as I get in without a word. A few moments later you are next to me and we are pulling out of the restaurant parking lot.
"Where are we going?" I ask.
"Well, actually I don't know, I think we should get a hotel room so I can get to know you better." You reply, looking over at me.
I squirm in my seat at your response. I see you watching at me as we drive, my nerves are on end now.
"I'm not ready for that, can we just find somewhere private to sit and talk some more?" I say quietly.
You agree, knowing I am not ready yet, and stop to get directions to a little park down the road. We ride in silence, although you never take your eyes off of me for long, as you drive. I could feel your eyes on me like hands stroking my skin as they freely wandered over my body.
I begin to get a little flushed from your blatant appreciation of my body.
When you finally look back at the road you are smiling.
"I am pleased with the way this is going, I wish we had more time today." You say, lightening the mood a bit.
"Yes, I agree, this has been really nice. I have really enjoyed our conversation and feel very comfortable already. I think you may be what I have been waiting for all this time. To be honest, I had just about given up when we met online" I say.
I turn my head to look at you so I can take in your reaction. You seem pleased with this news, as well as my statement about my current comfort level and I find myself taking pleasure in this reaction.
