98 degrees and humid. I had thought about stripping down to my underwear at least four times during the drive. The drive had been so damn long and I was definitely not used to this kind of heat. I live in New York for God Sake! I left my house at 5 o'clock this morning and now, as I looked at the dashboard clock, it was quarter after six. " Shit, I hope he's not freaking," I thought to myself as I pressed on. I quickly glanced at my map; Louisville, Kentucky had been my destination and finally I was there. I pulled onto Evelyn Avenue. My hands were sweaty. I had been so anxious of this moment for three years.
When I first met James online, it had been just a friendship. We talked about our stupid jobs, family, friends, and anything else that happened to be on our minds. I could tell he enjoyed my company and suddenly I started thinking back on all the hot steamy conversations we had. How he used to tell me how much he wanted to taste me, penetrate me, and run his tongue over my body. I got wet just thinking about it!
I searched for the house he had described to me just the previous night. We had talked to each other online and then on the phone to get things settled. I let him know when I was leaving and approximately when I would arrive. Funny how now that I think about it now.... every time James and I talk on the phone, we always manage to get out exactly what's on our minds; how much we want to fuck each other till we can't stand. ( James has helped me to express myself more, I used to be embarrassed to say words like 'fuck' and 'cunt', even though it would turn me on. That's one of the things I love about him. His ability to express himself. ) It would usually start with James saying something extremely seductive to me and from there, we would both be moaning and encouraging each other to cum hard. And last night was no exception. I never even used to cyber or even do phone sex until I met him. I knew he was special and I knew I had to meet. So here I am with a suitcase and a nervous condition, at least it feels that way.
But now it was all becoming a reality. Those many nights when we stayed up till dawn talking about the things we wanted to do to each other was suddenly becoming real.
He told me he would be waiting at the front door for me when I arrived and as I pulled up to the house, I saw the tall, strong figure that had only been a voice on the telephone. He was even more handsome in person than the pictures he had sent me before. His tall tanned body. His shirt tight, sculpting his finely toned arms and chest. The beautiful brown hair I had been longing to run my fingers through was pulled back in a small ponytail. The loose tendrils hooked back behind his ears.
I smiled as my car pulled into the driveway. He stood behind the screen door and as I turned off the engine, he emerged from the house. I was so nervous at what he would think of the small girl he had only seen as a picture till now. I gave myself a quick check. I undid my auburn curls from the clip which held them up and redid it.. letting the loose tendrils fall about my face. I fixed the straps on my plain white tank top and rubbed my tan thighs in a nervous reaction.
