We had been chatting online for over a year before you mentioned you were coming to the UK for a holiday. I began wondering what might happen if this did take place, I once suggested that if you ever came over you might like to visit. We chatted that night about this and that and I made you laugh as usual, I loved your wicked sense of humour and your naughty thoughts.
I thought for a moment then suggested that it should make your trip cheaper if you wanted to stay at my house for a week. I was quick to point out that you could use the spare room to stay in and I would be happy to have you with me.
I suggested you think about it for a while before answering as it would make it easier for you and I would enjoy the company. For a while I received no messages and I worried that I had upset you then finally you messaged me back to say it sounded good and you would send me the message with details of your planned visit.
Over the next few weeks we exchanged more emails with details about you plan, you would be in the UK for several weeks and for one of those weeks you would base yourself in my house allowing you to explore the north of England with a place to stay. I booked that week off and looked forward to taking you to some of my favourite places.
When the details had been finalised the days seemed to crawl on till finally you were in the UK and coming to stay. I had the house spotless and the guest room set up, I drove to the train station and waited outside, having memorised your face from the photos you had sent. I had a moments anxiety that you weren't coming as I didn't spot you then I smiled and waved as I finally spotted you.
I walked over to you quickly;
"Hi Jess, nice to finally meet you, I feel like I know you quite well…" I lean forward and give you a hug, holding you tightly for a brief second before letting you go…
"Hi Nik, it's great to finally meet you as well." Leaning forward you give me peck on the cheek, the lightest touch of your lips sent shivers down my spine.
I lean down and pick up your bags,
"Well, my car is just this way." I turn with you at my elbow and lead you out of the train station and out to where I parked my car. I put your bags carefully in the boot as you climb inside, sitting next to you I look you over as I get in the car, you look amazing in your black dress and top, amazing cleavage as I slide in.
"I don't live very far away."
Starting the ignition and pulling out I start asking you how your visit has gone so far and listen as you tell me about your stay in London, how everything seemed much more expensive in the south than the north. I agreed grinning saying it was one of the reasons I didn't like the south as we finally arrived at my house.
I climbed out and grabbed your bags again, unlocking the door and letting you inside. Through a small entry way and into the front room, a large sofa and a couple of chairs, computer and TV, DVD player, DVD rack and books. I smile; as you look round noting how uncluttered it appears.
"It is not normally this uncluttered, I just stashed all my work in a cupboard for now, normally papers and books everywhere. Shall I show you your room?"
"Yes please, I think I want to get changed after being cooped up on that train for hours."
I walk through the door on the opposite side of the room and straight away there are stairs up to the right. I walk up the stairs and open the door at the top on the left.
"Here you are, this is the guest room." As you walk in you see a tall room with a single bed, shelves, wardrobe, drawers and desk.
"This is normally my study but I have moved everything out for a while."
"Thanks, you really didn't have to go to this much trouble you know."
"It wasn't that much trouble." I smile and point over the landing, "my room is just opposite if you were wondering."
"What's yours like then?" You blush almost as soon as you say this.
I grin and open the doors, showing a large room, dark covers on a very large bed, some shelves with dvds and books on again, stuff that I keep upstairs.
"Well the kitchen is down stairs and straight through from the front room and the bathroom is just beyond that. It's a bit of a pain having a downstairs bathroom at times but it is a very nice size with a large bath that makes up for it, there is also a shower above the bath if you just want a quick wash."
I put your bags down carefully, "I will just be downstairs if you want anything," I smile at you and wander downstairs again and sit myself in the front room, pulling up an search browser on the internet and finding the listing for my favourite restaurant in the city, ringing up and booking a table for later.