We were both nervous as we got ready for our first meeting. We had been chatting for several weeks now, both wanting to meet, but then again trying to be discreet and cautious. You were looking for someone that could be romantic and gentle and someone that could make love to you, not just have sex. I was looking for someone to be romantic with. Someone that would enjoy and encourage my romantic nature. Someone that might enjoy reading my erotic stories.
We had met each other on the internet. This is a handy and safe place to meet other people, but it does have a strong downside. No one really knows if the others are being honest and sincere. How much physical danger would there be in meeting someone you met on the internet? Would the chatting give you an impression of the person that could be entirely different than that person is in real life?
Randy and Sherri had met over the internet. The first time they started chatting was late on a Saturday night, and it lasted well into the early morning hours. There seemed to be some connection between them, but each wondered how the other really felt after signing off. Did each one open themselves up more than they should have? Would the other person be disappointed by the actual appearance of the other, even though pictures had been exchanged? All these thoughts and more were going through their minds as they prepared for the first meeting.
They had agreed to meet at a park fairly close to Sherri's house. Randy didn't mind this. Sherri liked this idea that Randy came up with. Being at a park, they would not be totally alone, thus providing some security of not being totally alone for the first time. Even though Sherri had met others on the internet, this was Randy's first time. And he was probably more nervous than Sherri. Thoughts of the show Cheating Husbands ran though this mind! Was this just a set-up? Was Sherri sincere?
All these thoughts and others ran through Randy's mind as he drove down to the Bay Area Park to meet Sherri. The plan was to break out a blanket, lie down in the park and get to know each other more. Since this was a public park, any kind of physical contact would have to be discreet. During the famous 'Saturday Night Chat' Randy and Sherri had revealed many of their pleasures along with activities they were not interested in. Randy found himself writing short erotic message to Sherri, who seemed to enjoy them completely. As expected, the subject of what the other looks like came up. Conservative pictures were exchanged. Sherri indicated that some considered her BBW, but Randy didn't see that in the picture she sent. Randy was concerned that being bald would not sit well with Sherri. However, both seemed to accept the other person.
Both Randy and Sherri expressed likes and dislikes, even though they were cautious about how the other would interpret this. It's always tricky over the internet. Will the other person think less of you because you so quickly say what you like and don't like physically? What if Sherri said she had full breasts with large nipples and Randy didn't like that type? What if one expressed a liking for oral, and the other did not? This is just some of the thoughts that go through a person's mind while 'surfing the net'.
Randy sensed from the picture of Sherri that she might have full breasts, and this really excited him. Did she like to have her breasts caressed? What about her nipples? Were they sensitive? Did all she want was the oral sex? Sherri did confirm to Randy's pleasure that her breasts were full, with large nipples that loved to be sucked and caressed. Sherri was very pleased to see that Randy was excited about this. Randy on the other hand was concerned about his 'size'. So many of the participants on the internet had large manhoods and didn't mind showing and telling everyone about it. Along with this, so many of the women wanted a 7+ inch cock! Well, Randy sure didn't have this, not now. As the medical profession says, a man will lose some 'mass' over the years. Randy tried to make it clear to Sherri that he was an 'average Joe'. She seemed to accept this without much problem. Randy just hoped that when the time came, he would 'measure up'.
Sherri stood in front of the mirror, taking one last look. She had on a button up blouse and matching shorts. She turned to the side to take a look. She hoped her full breasts would be to the liking of Randy. Sherri hoped she wasn't making more out of this than was possible, but she just 'sensed' that the man she had been chatting with was sincere. That he was as romantic as he appeared in chatting. Sherri didn't really know what to expect since they were meeting at the park, but she wanted to be prepared for anything. She took one last 'spray' of cologne and placed it on her cleavage. Even though Sherri was concerned, her body was already in anticipation. Would Randy touch her? Would it feel like she had imagined for so many evenings? Her womanhood was already warm. Looking back in the mirror, she could see the faint outline of her nipples starting to harden as she thought about Randy's touch. This whole evening made her feel much younger. Was this a man that would stimulate her mind, knowing that the body would come right along? Sherri sensed that Randy knew all this and that Randy was looking for more than quick one night stand. Sherri hoped that Randy was into making love...not just sex.
"Well', thought Sherri giving herself one last glance. "It's not going to get any better!" Sherri couldn't help but smile.
Sherri left the house and headed for the park. Her heart started beating faster the closer she got. Sherri didn't know if this was due to anticipation, or concern. Her body was responding with anticipation, but her mind was being cautious.
"Would Randy really show up?" "If he isn't there on time, how long should I wait?" "If he doesn't show up, do I try to contact him again?"
All these thoughts and others were running through Sherri's mind as she turned into the park to park her car. Granted, this was not the first time Sherri had met someone for the first time, but this time seemed different for some reason. Looking at her watch, she realized that she was about 10 minutes early. She parked her car in a somewhat private area, but a place where she could see cars coming in and leaving the park. Randy had indicated he would be in his red Mustang. Would she recognize it?
15 minutes had passed and still no Randy.
"Well, he does have further to drive than I do," thought Sherri. "Also, he hasn't been to this park before, so it might take him a bit to find it."
Another 5 minutes passed. Sherri then saw what she thought was Randy. A red car pulled in with the top down. "Could this be him?" The car moved slowly through the lot.
Randy was nervous as he got ready. This was going to be his first meeting with anyone he had met over the internet. He wasn't sure if there were any expected formalities. As he headed out the door for a 'business meeting' he knew that Sherri might be in shorts, but he had to wear slacks to keep the image of a meeting. Randy had thought about changing along the way, but decided against it. Randy had placed a blanket in the trunk of the car several days ago. He had also placed a portable cassette player there. Sherri had indicated she liked music from the 60s and Randy had recorded some cassettes from his record collection. As he drove along, his mind raced with various thoughts. Was he walking into some kind of trap? Would her husband be there and the game was blackmail? Randy dismissed these thoughts. Maybe he was being stupid, but he sensed that Sherri was sincere. Only time would tell.
As he drove along, Randy began to fantasize about the evening. What would happen physically...if anything. A park is not the most private place for much physical activity. "Am I expecting too much for the first meeting?" thought Randy as he realized he was about 15 minutes away from the park. Randy already had a half hard on. As he turned into the park, his heart was racing!
"Hi, are you Sherri?" Randy asked as he pulled up beside what he expected was Sherri's car.
"You must be Randy." Replied Sherri smiling back.
"That's me!" replied Randy getting out of his car. Randy didn't know if he should give her a hug or what. So, he just tried to play it cool.