Blue nervously adjusted her skirt. She had taken great care with her appearance and wanted to be perfect for him. But what was perfect for him? Was he as nervous as she? Did he anticipate this time as much as she did? Blue certainly hoped so.
She had waited for his return from Norway, thinking of him daily, sending him notes via email, sometimes a poem, or sometimes just a friendly hello, and when he replied, she was thrilled that she was still in his thoughts.
Alex was a deep thinker and he had definite opinions about what he enjoyed, and how he felt about many things. The first time they met, she understood how deeply he felt about a lot of things, especially about being in love. This was strange for Blue, she had always kept her feelings to herself, not wanting to be hurt and felt that keeping things light and free was the best way. He made her think and that was interesting, indeed!
Blue pulled her thoughts away from Alex and at that moment looked up and saw him standing at the end of the corridor. He took her breath away, and she quickly winked at him to acknowledge his smile. She loved to see him smile; just looking at him now gave her a wonderful warm feeling, how delightful it was to be with him.
They decided to take her car and sit for a bit and chat. It would be much more private sitting in her car. The open windows sent a cool end of summer breeze throughout the car. Sharing anything with Alex seemed to be exciting, and seemingly more pleasurable.
Alex reached inside the bag he was carrying and presented her with blue gloves, not just any blue, but her blue, the colour of the Caribbean Sea on a hot, sultry, sunny afternoon. She was totally at a loss for words. Her mind whirled with emotions and thoughts, but finally managed to say thank you. It meant a lot to Blue that he would think so much of her to present her with the blue gloves. Her heart swelled with emotions and feelings, proving much too difficult to verbalize and so Blue just smiled and managed to tell him that this was unexpected but most definitely appreciated.
They drove to the motel and Blue waited in the car for his return. It seemed like an eternity before Alex returned, but finally he got in the car with a key for room #127. Soon they would be together. They had yet to kiss again and Blue was so eager for his touch, for his lips to kiss her lips, for his hands to caress her body, her tits, and more.
Would Alex be ready, was he able to give himself to her, she would soon find out.
Once inside the motel, Blue was suddenly unsure of what to do. She thought about sitting on the only chair in the room, but discarded that idea. She took the plunge and set herself down on the bed and playfully suggested that Alex lay beside her, which he did. They lay there for a little while, getting comfortable and becoming more at ease with each other chatting about everything and nothing; just getting comfortable. Blue was determined to let Alex take the lead and not push him.