Paul was sweating. Whether it was from the southern summer heat or the anticipation of meeting Stephanie, he couldn't tell. Perhaps it was both. Paul knew it was both. He knew from the first picture he'd seen of Stephanie that he was in trouble. Paul knew his strengths and weaknesses all too well. Stephanie, as with any other beautiful woman, fell into the latter category. Paul had chosen a coffee shop thinking it would be good neutral territory. Keep it public, keep it light, and keep it fun. And, most importantly, try to keep it as platonic as possible. At that moment, Paul caught his first glimpse of Steph and those platonic thoughts went straight out the window. She was stunning. Her pictures hadn't done her justice. Her attire fit the warm summer day well, cut offs and a white T-shirt. Sexy and simple. Just perfect. His mind swam with thoughts of what he'd do to this woman given the right circumstances.
Stephanie gazed across the patio, scanning to see if this man that had befriended her online was going to be as great in person as her own thoughts had made him out to be. Men never made her nervous but she found her stomach a flutter, full of butterflies, anxious for this first meeting.
Their eyes met and they smiled at each other. Paul waited patiently in his patio chair for her approach. He didn't want to seem anxious by jumping up and running over to her like an excited schoolboy. He watched her move gracefully across the patio. Her breasts bounced lightly with each step as she approached and Paul noticed that she wasn't wearing a bra. EGAD!!! How was he supposed to focus in the presence of this sexual goddess? Good thoughts, clean thoughts, platonic thoughts. Paul's brain was racing and before he knew it, she stood in front of him expectantly, catching him off guard not knowing what to say. Steph could tell he was nervous. She knew the power she had over most men and was determined not to exude it in Paul's presence. He stood (unsteadily) and raised his hand for a Hi-buddy-buddy handshake. Stephanie took one quick look at Paul's hand before stepping in and wrapping her arms around him. She leaned in, kissed him on the cheek and whispered, "Nice to meet you."
Paul was in heaven. Her aroma intoxicated him. He felt her warm smooth skin against his, her lips against his cheek, heard her soft silky voice inches away from his overly sensitive ears. They pulled back and laughed simultaneously. Paul managed to hide his arms, which were now covered in goosebumps from his close encounter. Of one thing Paul was now sure. He was in very deep trouble. Stephanie exuded a confidence filled with sexual energy, something Paul found simply irresistible. As they headed inside to get their drinks, Paul offered his arm and Stephanie gratefully took it. Both were thinking of the evening ahead and all its many possible outcomes.
They stood in line eyeing each other both with silly grins on their faces from the newness of the moment. Steph continued holding onto Paul. He took a chance and wrapped his arm around her waist giving Steph a quick squeeze. She leaned into him, wanting to feel his warmth. The AC was roaring inside and it didn't take long for her to show the temperature change in the most notable of ways. Paul had a difficult time not noticing Stephanie's breasts and their hardening nipples. He imagined what they would look like, imagined what they would feel like. Would they get as hard with his caress or would it take some nibbling and sucking to make them so erect? He tried to put those thoughts out of his mind with little luck. They both ordered similar drinks heavily laden with caffeine and sugar and headed back out to the corner of the patio.
It didn't take long for Stephanie's breasts to recover once outside in the heat again. They sat next to each other enjoying their drinks, quiet at first. They talked about trivial things, the mendacity of work, and the crazy weather. Even now they could see the puffy clouds pass overhead, some more threatening than others. They already knew a great deal about each other through their emails and seemed now to be at a loss for what to say. It was a sweet but awkward moment. A cute woman exited the shop with the same affliction Steph had.
- Does that happen to all of you? Paul asked with a nod toward the nipply woman. They laughed together which eased the tension. Paul took a chance, leaned over, and kissed Steph gently on the neck. Her breath caught but she didn't pull away. Paul risked a few more kisses and then gently bit her neck before pulling away. As he did he noticed goosebumps on her arms. His nibbling had had the desired effect.
