Beth and I actually met playing a stupid dice game on our phones a few months back. It had become an interesting way to pass the boredom of the day, and I frequently sent greetings to woman that I played. Sometimes, they would reply sometimes they wouldn't.
When I saw Beth's picture icon on the game, I thought she was very attractive and sent her a message saying so. She replied with a witty reply that I don't remember now, but so started our chatting.
Over the course of our messaging back and forth we learned a lot about each other. She was divorced, I was heading that direction on a fast track. She was tall, so was I. We both loved music. She seemed fascinated by some of the stories I was able to share with her about my days as a body guard for a few of the rock acts back in the 80s. She sent me a couple of pictures that were impressive and some were even instant pictures, so I knew that they were of her.
As the conversations progressed the messages turned more sexual in nature and just imagining these things happening I was constantly aroused by her. When the messages took a more dramatic and vivid turn, I started dropping hints about us meeting. She seemed very receptive of the idea and since I had some spare time in a couple of weeks I decided that if she were game, I would fly into Minneapolis.
As the flight neared Minneapolis, the pilot announced that while it was sunny, the temp was -20. Holy shit, that is incredible for a guy from Texas. I was anxious to come up with something we could do, if things didn't click. At least til I could get a chance to check out/in under another name. I had told her that I might not be able to stay long, but had booked the return flight for Tuesday. 4 days could seem like forever in a bad situation.
I shared with a guy sitting next to me on the flight that this was similar to a blind date, but she had appeared to be so awesome. We laughed as we talked and he thought I was either the bravest guy he had met or probably the dumbest. I showed him the pictures that she had shared with me, and he asked if I had any risqué. At that point, it dawned on me... she had not sent any of the risqué type. They were all face pictures. The more we talked the more apprehensive I became.
When we finally landed, I was dragging my feet to exit the plane and Tom had left and wished me luck. As I fidgeted in the overhead, Tom stepped back into the plane and came to our row. "My goodness, she is standing right outside the corridor and she is beautiful", Tom said. I grabbed my bag and walked through the exit.
We immediately made eye contact and she started walking toward me. As I neared her, she jumped up into my arms and threw her legs around me. As our kiss became hotter, I remembered we were in public. I pulled back a little and looked up. Tom was standing there with a couple other guys. They all were grinning ear to ear and gave me a thumbs up. As Beth leaned into my chest she whispered that she had been anticipating this moment for a long time. I think she could tell by the bulge in my pants that I had too. She slowly slid her legs down mine until she was standing but leaning into me. I caressed her softly as we started walking down the exit.
I had intended to rent a car to get us around town, but Beth said she had brought hers. As we approached the door heading out to the parking lot, a gust of wind came in and felt like an ice cube. I said, "What the hell do you folks do during the winter when it is this cold?" She smiled and said, "we rough it occasionally." She handed me her keys and asked that I drive. I kissed her as I opened the door for her, and noticed that her nipples were poking through her sweater. I reached up and ran my thumb over her right nipple. As I did, she reached down and rubbed the front of my bulge. "Seems like the cold makes you stand up too." she whispered into my ear. We giggled and by the time I opened my door and got in, she had undone her jeans.
