It had been 6 months since they had first started talking and 5 and a half since they'd started talking dirty to each other. In that time, Bex had become important to him, to the point where he didn't just want to meet her for sex, he genuinely liked and cared about her, despite her being engaged to a guy she'd been with for 5 years.
Trying to convince her to take this holiday had been a delicate and slow process, that had both excited and frightened him. Turning her on more and more every time they spoke with just stories and words, before moving to pictures and then videos to try and make her more horny over the thought of him had been almost as exciting as the fear that he had that she would lose interest and stop talking to him.
He'd made sure that she was okay with every little thing he'd done, if she felt like he was pressuring her, she may have only thought he wanted this, and for it to work, he needed her to believe that she wanted this as well. Giving her control over whether she wanted it to continue or not helped him drive her more and more crazy until she finally had decided to visit as long as they had separate rooms.
Now finally, the day had come where she was flying down to spend a month holiday with him and he was more than happy to meet her request, knowing that if anything happened, it would be because she wanted it to. At the same time, if nothing did happen because she was unwilling to cheat, then he'd at least finally get to meet a great friend in person.
Her flight was due to land in 10 minutes, and the nerves were starting to really drive negative thoughts through his mind. He'd talked up such a big game, what if something did happen and she was disappointed? What if she was expecting someone so much better than him? He'd already invested a lot of emotions into trying to get her here and what if went badly because he wasn't anything like she expected?
He laughed to himself, knowing full well what she'd say if she heard him voice these thoughts. She liked him more than a friend, he was sure of that, and she knew who he was and that's what had attracted her to him in the first place, not some extra dirty talk or over the top stories.
He glanced up at the arrivals board and was happy to see her flight was on approach. The nervous knot in his stomach tightened, making his breathing faster and shallower. He peered outside, before noticing that her plane was beginning their descent. He waited anxiously as the plane taxied to a standstill and the doors slowly began to open.
He knew she'd be one of the first off the plane as he'd make sure that he'd brought first class seats, trying to ensure that she was as comfortable as she could be. His heart skipped a beat as he saw her start to walk out of the plane, her radiant blue hair being blown about in the wind, her face looking flushed and just as nervous as he felt. Knowing she was just as nervous helped settle his nerves, and he started to relax a bit.
She walked into the terminal, stuck behind a family of 4, nervously chewing on the cuffs of her jumper, constantly pulling them back over her hands. He watched her look around, trying to spot a familiar face, until she glanced in his direction. A huge grin started spreading over her face and her pace started speeding up until she was running towards him. He waited, a mirrored smile on his face, until she finally reached him and she had leapt into his arms, giggling quietly as he spun her around around.
They stood like that for what felt like ages, Bex letting herself go and folding herself into his arms, David pulling her tight, trying to make her feel that he never wanted to let go. Eventually, they let each other go slowly, until he could see tears running down her face.
"What's wrong?" He asked, concern and nerves echoing in his voice as he asked.
"I found out as I was leaving that my fiance has been cheating on me for the last couple of months," she sobbed.
He pulled her back into his arms, trying to make her forget the hurt that she was clearly suffering.
"I know it hurts now, but trust me, you will see that he's the idiot for letting someone and something so precious go," he whispered into her ear.
He held onto her as she cried, letting her get it all out before he took her hand and led her to the baggage claim to collect her bags. He refused to let go until they had got to the taxi, doing everything possible to keep a smile on her face and only letting go because he had to put her bags into the boot. As soon as that was done, he slid into the back seat of the taxi, and pulling her back in so she could snuggle into him as they were driven home. He smiled the entire way, as she never once moved from that position, and he loved the feeling of her in his arms.
It had just started to rain heavily as they got home, so he gave the keys to the front door to her so she could unlock the front door and get dry while he paid the taxi and grabbed her bags. She walked in and held the door open for him, letting herself get wet to make sure he got inside easily. She closed the door, both of them dripping wet in the doorway and grinned at each other before taking her bags to where she'd be sleeping.
She to have a shower as he started cooking dinner, trying to distract himself from the fact that she was naked in the shower, less than 20 meters away from him. He'd just started to dish dinner up when he heard her call out.
