"What am I supposed to do?" replied Sarah in a scared voice.
"You can start on your blind date. It will work out better this way because Jimmy and I won't be there to make you self conscious. You can get to know Tom while Jimmy and I get my purse."
Sarah sat there in stunned silence as Karen called Jimmy and made the arrangements.
As they pulled up to the cabin, Jimmy was outside waiting for Karen. Jimmy was his usual, easy going self and had a smile on his face. He was already cracking jokes and didn't look at all upset that he was about to spend 4 hours in the car to get Karen's purse. He was a little overweight in Sarah's opinion, but Jimmy's personality more than made up for that. They were a perfect match. Sarah got out of the car and grabbed her purse and duffle bag and stood in the gravel drive in front of the cabin as the car pulled away.
Sarah realized she was standing like a statue in front of a beautiful 'cabin', if you could call it that. She took a big breath, wondering what she had just gotten herself into. How could this day have turned out this way, she thought as she headed up the steps to a large front porch the size of her condo. The cedar cabin looked clean, warm and inviting. She could smell the cedar, it was still so new. The cabin was two stories with lots of windows. Each window had burnt orange shudders, the color of the leaves in the woods surrounding the cabin. The porch had ferns hanging above the railings and two large outdoor rugs with rocking chairs and a porch swing on either side of the mahogany front door. The cabin was a beautiful home!
Okay, here it goes thought Sarah, as she knocked on the front door. When there was no response, she decided to walk in considering this wasn't her blind date's house either. Sarah once again questioned her decision to come this weekend. Sarah opened the front door and stepped inside, setting down her duffle and purse. She closed the front door and what she saw was amazing! The 'cabin' was huge with an open floor plan. In front of her were the living room, dining room and kitchen. There were couches, chairs and tables in front of a fireplace covering the entire west wall. On the east wall was the kitchen that was part of the same room with a large island. This "room" was two stories high with several skylights in the ceiling.
On the north wall to the left were French doors leading to what looked like the pool and hot tub, two doors on the right went to a bedroom and bathroom. In front of the north wall was an open staircase that led upstairs to an open balcony with three doors. From Karen's description, Sarah guessed it was a bathroom and two more bedrooms up there. Sarah looked back at the French doors and thought the hot tub looked very relaxing through the glass.
Just as Sarah was wondering where her blind date could be, she heard a sound on the stairs. Sarah looked up. Coming down the stairs was a man in jeans and sweater with dark hair. He was trim with a "V" shaped upper body and looked like he was in excellent shape. He seemed very at ease as he descended the steep staircase, watching his step. Sarah realized she was already attracted to this man, just as Karen said she'd be. She had butterflies in her stomach. "Wow" is what came to mind and she hadn't even gotten close enough to see his face or talk to him yet!
As the man came further down the stairs, he turned to look at her and said, "Hello Sarah, I'm Tom, your blind date". They both caught each other's eye. With a huge gasp, Sarah froze and her hand flew up over her mouth. Tom stopped in his tracks, one hand still on the banister of the staircase. It couldn't be! She had to be imagining things. Each stood staring at the other. You could hear a pin drop.
"Tom?" Sarah said in a whisper. "Is that you?" She kept blinking, thinking the sight before her would change.
Tom stared at Sarah with wide eyes. Tom, also whispering, said "Oh, my God!"
Tom and Sarah, both on opposite sides of the large first floor of the cabin, very slowly started walking toward each other to get a better look, as if they were each seeing a ghost. When they were on opposite sides of the area rug in the center of the room, they each stopped again, testing their eyesight.
Sarah couldn't believe it. It was her 'college sweetheart'. She hadn't seen him in over 15 years. What were the odds of them being set up together on a blind date? It was shocking. For one fleeting second she wondered if this was some joke. What surprised her even more was the fact that her attraction to him was even stronger than when they were dating all those years ago. Heat and desire struck her like she had never felt. Once she realized who he was, and how good he looked after all these years, her body instantly reacted. Those butterflies headed south. She was instantly wet and started breathing faster. It took everything she had not to run to him. She didn't know what he was thinking.
Was he feeling the same way? Was her instant need for him so strong that it would cloud her perception of this moment? They had had a love affair in college like she had never known before or since, not even with her ex-husband. Maybe because she had loved Tom so deeply, enough that she wanted to crawl into his skin, she had never allowed herself to get that close to anyone that way again.
They had been crazy in love. Missing classes and abandoning their friends just to be together. But they were also too young and not ready for the strength of their relationship. After two years together, they had both strayed at the same time and decided to call it quits. They were both too young and inexperienced at the time to realize the awesome bond they had. Sarah had often thought about what would have been, had they been older when they met. She knew neither of them were the typical cheaters, just young and stupid at the time.
She was now standing in front of Tom, her breasts swollen from desire, her nipples so hard they hurt and she was so wet her panties were soaked. What if he was appalled at her being his blind date? He sure wasn't saying anything and her own look of shock was mirrored by his. She finally found the nerve to pull her eyes from his and started to look him over. God, did he look good. He now had some graying at his temples and slight wrinkling around his eyes, which made him look worldly and intelligent. He had filled out beautifully since college and obviously went to the gym. Sarah thought that without his clothes, he could be her version of the perfect underwear model. Her heart was beating so hard, she thought it would leap out of her chest.
She swallowed hard, trying to breathe normal, and continued to check him out. That's when she noticed the huge bulge in his pants. Oh my, yes! He was having the same reaction she was. Could there be anything more of a turn on than a guy in jeans with a hard on pushing against the zipper? Sarah had read that guys were embarrassed by it, but if they only knew what it did to a woman when she saw it; especially if she was the cause of it. Even as she was thinking this, Tom was putting his hands in his front pockets, either adjusting because they were becoming uncomfortable, or trying to hide the fact. Sarah had her arms crossed, trying but failing to cover her nipples poking out of her shirt and her knees locked together, trying to hold back the flood that was trying to escape between her legs. At the same instant, they both noticed how turned on the other was and their eyes flew up to meet each other.
Who was going to make the first move? They both had known each others bodies and thoughts better than anyone and that had not changed. While looking into each others eyes, they both knew what the other was thinking without having to say a word. They both knew they wanted each other; wanted each other enough to make up for 15 lost years.
Sarah had agreed to this weekend thinking she needed to take action with her life. She might as well not stop now. With a little hesitation, she took a step forward. Sarah could hear Tom's sharp intake of breath when he saw her move toward him, and took a step, as well. Slowly they took the steps necessary to bring them face to face, staring into each other's eyes during the entire journey across the room. They stopped close enough to almost touch. Sarah was very conscious of the fact that if she moved another inch forward, her breasts would touch his chest; his erection would touch her stomach. Still they stood staring at each other, both with a look of heat and not believing who was standing in front of them.
Tom was the first to pull his eyes away and he looked directly at her mouth. He raised his hand and placed it on her cheek, his thumb slowly rubbing it. As he leaned forward, his hand moved into her hair and down to the back of her neck, his other hand moved onto her hip. Tom pulled Sarah closer by moving his hand from her hip to the small of her back. His lips met hers as they moved forward; meeting their bodies, as well. At the same time, Sarah put her hands through his arms and wrapped them around his ribs and up so her hands were on Tom's shoulder blades, also pulling him in. Sarah's movements smashed her breasts to his chest. Tom's movements ground his erection into her pelvis and stomach. They both moaned at the connection of all of their body parts. They pulled away slightly, breathing into each other's mouth, holding each other's body tight, looking into each other's eyes. They were both thinking about the stunning last 10 minutes and what they wanted to happen next. It took each of them a second to make a decision.
"God, Sarah" Tom's voice rasped out. He took her mouth fully, running his tongue along her lips and then seeking her tongue with his own. Sarah let him find it and their tongues played. Sarah started sucking on his lower lip. Just like years before, they couldn't seem to get close enough to each other. Tom began to rub his erection against Sarah as his hand moved down to her tight rear end. Sarah in turn wrapped a leg around him, raising herself up enough so he was rubbing his erection right between her legs. "Tom this is all so crazy! But, please, I want to be with you." Sarah begged in a throaty voice.
