The day has finally come when are to meet. I look out the airplane window; but, I do not see clouds. I'm lost in my memories of our chats, emails, and phone calls. Eight months of conversation lead finally to our first meeting. After talking for so long we both were ready for more; but I can't help but still feel nervous. There was a small part of me that was afraid that you wouldn't want to be with me.
The feel of the wheels hitting the ground brings me back to reality as my flight lands. As soon as I saw your face, I knew that I had no reason to be afraid. Your expression tells me that you really do think that I am a Big Beautiful Woman. The conversation still flowed between us, the vibes were right and the attraction was undeniable. Before I know it, we are at your place.
You allow me to freshen up after my flight while you mix us a couple of drinks. When I come out to rejoin you, I can tell that you approve of the change. I slipped into a light and thin button down dress. You can see the print of my nipples through the fabric and it's turning you on. You greet me with a long wet kiss...the kind we've both been wanting for so long.
We adjourn to the couch. We talk, drink, laugh, and whisper sweet nothings to each other. It feels so, so good to finally be able hear your voice while I look into your eyes and rest within your arms. I can feel your desire and you can feel mine. The sexual tension is at its peak...
