I couldn't believe my luck. We have been chatting online for so long and had often talked about it but now it was really happening. After being promoted you have been selected to attend the national convention in Rochester Mn and give your presentation to the leading doctors at the Mayo clinic. The company is putting you up for 2 weeks and you suggest that I join you.
We have often fantasized about how hot it would be to meet up and the scenes we played flooded through my mind.
The flight down was nothing special, just your plain old average flight but I must have looked strange sitting there against the window pondering the coming week. My eyes would close and there would be the image of you, so beautiful and that inviting look on your face. God I almost pursed my lips to kiss you.
"Sir, Sir do you want a drink?"
I am brought back to reality by the attendant with the drinks trolly. I look up and she is staring down at me with a quizzical look on her face. Oh please tell me I didn't purse my lips, she must think I am some kind of weirdo.
"Can I get a cola?" I stammer trying to regain my composure.
She leans across and smiles as she puts the drink on the tray. "Enjoy your flight," she says with a look in her eye as though she has an idea of what I was thinking.
Having never met face to face I wonder if you will be disappointed when you finally see me. I am no model and I know it and was frankly surprised when you agreed to chat to me. I had seen your photo on your profile and thought why not. The worst that could happen is she will ignore me like the others.
After initially chatting I sent you a recent pic of myself and waited for the normal extended silence that occurs but was surprised by your friendly response. After that things progressed quite quickly and we were soon camming on a regular basis, but face to face is so much different then the cam. Will you be as attracted or will there be hesitation? I can't help but worry.
The drive from the airport to the hotel was not a long one. The early morning traffic no where near as busy as back home. As I approach the front desk I feel the apprehension growing again. I still can't believe this is happening.
We had arranged to meet tomorrow as you were going to be in conference all day today but I could not bare to wait any longer.
"May I help you sir?" I look up at the guy behind the desk.
"Ms Rossiter's room thanks," I say as I try to hold back the growing anticipation of the coming days.
"Is Ms Rossiter expecting you?" he says as he looks down at the pad.
I explain to him that I have flown in early to see her and wanted to surprise her as its our anniversary. I produce my wallet with my licence and credit cards and hope this will satisfy him.
"Ms Rossiter did mention you would be joining her but I believe that was for tomorrow and she has already left the hotel."
I again explain that today is a very special anniversary and I wanted to surprise her by arriving early. Against all company policies he agrees to give me the second key to the room and promises not to mention it to you.
"I hope your stay with us will be comfortable," he says with a wink in his eye.
I head upstairs and slip my bag into the wardrobe. Waiting for you in your hotel room the day has dragged on. I want it to be a surprise for when you get back and then I hear it, the sound of the door opening. I stand in the small ensuite just to the side of the doorway, planning to surprise you as you come into the room. Waiting for the right moment, I watch as you enter you turn around and close the door. I see my opportunity.
Quickly and silently I step out and slip my hands around your waist. I feel your body begin to go rigid as in your shock you start to scream and struggle. I turn you around to face me and see the fear in your eyes turn to passion as you realize its me. As you melt into my arms our lips meet and our tongues search for each others. Passionately kissing I lean you against the wall and undo your top, taking a breast in my hand I caress it. I feel you press yourself into me, your pleasurable moans escaping into my mouth. Sliding my hand to the front clasp of your bra I undo it, releasing your hot fleshy orbs, already flushed with your arousal.