"I can't believe that I'm in America," I thought to myself as I was exiting the plane from the long and boring trip. The last thing that I had seen before I went to sleep was the crystal clear blue beaches of FIJI. Now I was in America on holiday, and I was hoping to meet up with some friends I had made online. During my trip abroad, there was one special and dear friend who I wanted to meet ever since we started to chat through e-mails, "Here I come Jessi," I thought to myself.
As I walked down the boardwalk, I was looking in every direction that I thought my friend, Jessi, would be. I made my way to the luggage carriers and collected my bags. As I made my way to the automatic doors of the air conditioned airport, I entered into the summer sun and the god forsaken heat. I noticed somebody standing by the side of a red Chrysler convertible. As I made my way closer to the person, I could see that they were holding a sign with my name on it.
The closer I got, the more unsure I was about this person. In the last e-mail that I had received from Jessi, she told me that she would be picking me up from the airport personally, and this person didn't look anything like the pics that Jessi had sent to me.
"I'm David."
I told the driver once I was in hearing range, and if you could have heard the voice of this person you would say that it was the sexiest thing that you ever heard in your life.
The driver grabbed my luggage from my hands and walked to the boot of the convertible placing my bags in the trunk. As the driver was walking back to the driver's seat, I could not help looking at her as she gently swayed her hips from side to side.
As soon as we were on the road, she introduced herself as Jessi. My mouth unhinged itself from my top jaw and I had to make sure that I was not dreaming any of this. So, I pinched myself and sure enough it hurt like hell, the pain from the pinch that I had given myself was a small sacrifice. Here I was sitting next to my dearest and closest friend, though, I could not stop looking at her.
As I was looking I could not help but think, "damn she is gorgeous." Jessi informed me that I would not be staying at a hotel because she would prefer to have my company while her partner was away on business. Jessi briefly took her eyes off the road and looked down to my crotch. Her lips separated and her tongue slowly snaked its way across her lush lips, then she was back watching the road.
I watched her as her eyes glanced at me and I noticed what she was looking at. It was my bulging, throbbing cock, which had made a tent in my jeans. Jessi caught me watching her as she was looking and licking her lips. She shook her head and smiled. To take the attention off of her and what she'd been looking at, she told me that I could put a CD in if I liked.
I didn't bother with the CD. My eyes were getting heavy, I was still suffering from the jetlag. Though, my body felt wide awake and fine and very horny too, my eyes just didn't want to stay open. Maybe it was the long hours that I had been asleep on the plane, but then again, maybe it was my guardian angel who was keeping me awake for some unknown purpose I didn't know. The closer we got to Jessi's home the more comfortable we felt around each other. Which was kind of strange.
It felt like we had been driving for hours, though, in reality it was more like half an hour. We pulled into the long driveway of what she called a house but really it was an amazing eight bedroom mansion. When we were out of the car, Jessi grabbed my luggage and we walked to the front door with our arms wrapped around each other.
Once Jessi and I were inside, she placed my luggage down on the ground and told me that our dinner will be in a few hours, so, if I wanted to I could go to sleep on the lounge.
"No, it is alright Jessi."
Jessi knew better she had humored my decision. I could tell from the way she looked at me that there was something playing in her mind.
"What ya thinking gorgeous?"
As Jessi turned to look at me, I could see that she had a red flush starting from the top of her breasts and it didn't stop until it ran it's course all over her face.
"Jessi, I'm deeply sorry if I embarrassed you."
"Don't worry about it. You didn't embarrass me."
She smiled, but said nothing more.
"Jessi, I'm going for a nap ok?"
"Ok."
Was all I got back from her.
As I was laying down on the lounge Jessi walked over to me and decided it was time to tell me something.
"I don't know how to say this, but here I go. Ever since we were in the car this morning, I have been getting turned on by you. I do not know if you knew that you were doing it, but you were, even as we speak I'm having a fight with myself."
"What kind of fight are you having with yourself?"
Her reply did not fully phase me until the end.
"The fight that I'm having is if I should make passionate love to you or if I should just fuck your brains out."
"Can't we do both?"
"Yes we can do both if you want."
When Jessi told me that, I could see in her eyes that it was what she wanted from the start but for some reason she was scared to tell me. Before she went to leave, Jessi bent down and intended to kiss me on the forehead, but I decided on doing something else. As Jessi's head moved down to kiss me, I moved my lips to hers and passionately kissed her. I could feel the struggle that Jessi had started to put up, though, after a few minutes of me kissing her, she decided to stop the struggle and enjoy the kiss. As we broke the kiss, we were both breathing hard and fast.
Jessi knelt at the lounge beside me and started to undo my belt, followed by the zipper, and finally the button of my jeans. As Jessi was getting my clothes off my body I could smell her sweet scent. Within a few minutes my jeans and boxers were pushed down around my knees, and Jessi started to manipulate my cock.