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.