I have been thinking about you all day today. We have been talking for ages it seems, but today will be the day that we finally get to meet and I have been sitting on pins and needles, wet with anticipation.
I quickly undress and step into the shower, wanting to be as clean as possible for your arrival. I know that you like that. I wash my hair with wild strawberry shampoo and put conditioner in. Then I squeeze the body wash onto the sponge, and slowly wash myself, starting at my arms, going down my torso. I love to watch the water stream down my body, watching the stream drip off the ends of my hard nipples, rolling down my stomach and over my neatly trimmed pussy. As the hot water passes over my clit, my excitement is noticeable. I moan at the feeling that the warm water brings.
I then wash my legs, from my thighs to my feet, in long, gentle strokes. The apple green nail polish on my toes glistens under the water, and I am glad for taking the time to freshly paint my finger and toe nails the night before. I didn't leave anything out. You are a stickler for detail and I know that you will notice.
I run the sponge over my trimmed mound and as the soft fabric touches my erect clit, I unwittingly let out a squeal. I cant wait to feel you touching me. To finally feel your strong arms around me, to feel your mouth on mine. Oh God, I don't think I can wait for your arrival, I need to cum now.
Putting one foot up on the shelf built into my shower, my pussy lips open invitingly. I watch the water stream down my body, dripping off of the small patch of hair that lies just above my slit. It seems to slow down as it reaches my pussy, teasing me, daring me to finish a job already started.
With my free hand, I reach up and lightly pinch my left nipple, watching the skin pucker underneath, making my nipple seem to stretch away from my body. I love to watch them harden like that, and I gently pull on my nipple, feeling a small shock in the deepest recesses of my being. My head falls back and a small moan escapes my lips. I touch the other nipple, and look down to also watch it tighten under my fingers.
The anticipation is killing me, or so it seems at the time. Nothing is more important right now than cumming. I let the body sponge drop to the bottom of the tub, discarded, and gently circle my clit with the middle finger of my right hand. Oh God, there is no turning back now. I continue to pinch my nipples with my left hand, slightly harder now, and I can feel it building…..like a roller coaster on the way up……and I cant wait to reach the summit and the freefall that follows.
I say your name out loud and tell you how hot I am for you. I tell you that you are the only man that I want, the only man that I will ever want, and that I've never needed someone to fuck me so badly in my life as I do right now. I can almost feel the hardness of your cock as the orgasm that I need so badly takes over my body completely. With reckless abandon, I let my head fall back and scream, "Yes, Oh yes, fuck me now!!"
As the waves of pleasure wash over my body, I can feel it from head to toe, as the roller coaster reaches the top and quickly descends, leaving me feeling spent.
I snap out of my fantasy, and realize that I don't have much time left to prepare for your arrival. I turn off the shower and quickly dry off. I don my pink bathrobe and slippers and go downstairs to prepare myself.
I walk over to the stereo and turn it on. Alternative rock. I know that you like it, as do I, and it gets me in the right mood to prepare for you. I put moisturizing cream from head to toe, and spray a little "obsession" on my belly. Its your favorite perfume.
I open my closet door, looking for the outfit that I put aside just for you. It's a black lace teddy, that laces up with shiny ribbon up the front, and has long lacy material coming off the bodice. It reminds me of something "Spanish" and it suits me. I then put on sheer black stockings, and a black garter belt. A pair of sheer black panties go on underneath, and black suede heels make the outfit complete. After checking my hair, I am just about ready for you. I put a little make up on, not too much (because I know you don't like that), and look around the room. I decide that candlelight would be best, and set about placing and lighting candles in different parts of the room. I also light an incense stick, and soon afterwards, the smell of apples and cinnamon fill the room.
One last glance in the mirror and at the room, and I am satisfied. I look at the clock and see that it's just about time for you to arrive. I fix us both a glass of red wine and sit on the edge of the bed, waiting to hear your car pull into the driveway.
I think about our conversations in the past and all that you have shared with me. I like to think that I know you quite well by now and hope that you will like what you find when you arrive. I start to think about all that we have in common, and all the erotic fantasies we have shared with one another, and I am shaken back to real life when the doorbell rings. You are finally here!
One last glance in the mirror, and satisfied with what I see, I mount the steps going up to the front door. I'm excited, but nervous at the same time. Before my mind has a chance to let any doubts settle in, I hurriedly open the door and run into your arms. We embrace for what seems forever, neither one willing to let the other go. I finally pull away and tell you to come inside.
You are even taller than I thought you would be, and in great shape. Your workouts have definitely been kind to you, as I notice your flat stomach, and your firm body in general. I can't wait to see you underneath your clothes, but decide to make this last as long as I can, savoring every moment.
You kiss me and tell me how great it is to finally see me in the flesh. You tell me how long you have waited for this and how you still feel like you're dreaming. I assure you that it isn't a dream, take your hand gently in mine, and lead you downstairs to the bedroom.