Walking down the hallway of the hotel felt like the longest walk she had ever taken. Playing back all the conversations they had shared these past months in her mind caused a stirring in her stomach. The countless nights they laid awake speaking on the phone. Comforting words shared between them causing feelings to form.
The desire to feel the others flesh only grew stronger as time passed, and now with these final steps it all comes to f. Heart pounding, stomach in knots, an immense desire between her legs, all increasing as the distance to the door decreases. Placing a hand on the door, she pauses, taking in a deep breath, she opens it.
He had arrived the night before in order to be well rested and to set up for their romantic evening. Reservations at the finest restaurant, a slow walk through the city leading back to the hotel where there were a hundred candles set up. This was their plan. Plans do not always go as expected. Seeing her standing there, she looked as if she had just come out of a magazine. White form fitting dress ending at her knees, hair perfect as if she had just left the salon. Minimal make up on her face allowing her natural beauty to truly shine. He was astonished.
Gazing upon one another one thing was clear, they would not be leaving this room for quite some time. No words were exchanged, both seemed frozen at the realization they are finally standing just feet from one another. He begins to move, walking towards her, stopping just inches away. She is against the door, no backing out now. Staring into one each other's eyes they knew, it was time.