I hadn't physically seen him since we were scrawny preteens on the math team together in grade 8, but after reconnecting on Facebook I was intrigued. He was divorced now, living in a different state, and I was going to be visiting a friend there who was not well. We had arranged to meet for brunch on my second day there.
I wondered if his hair would be long and his body buff, like in his online pictures of his time spent surfing in Australia, or if he would look more clean cut and corporate like his pictures of his time working in Washington for a big dot com. Either way, I told myself, I'm married with kids and we're just meeting for brunch. I was pretty confident that our email flirting was purely innocent anyway.
My flight arrived late evening the first day and I had arranged to visit my friend in hospital for a couple of hours just after breakfast. She was healing well after her surgery. After I said my good-byes and promised I would see her the next morning, I headed back to my hotel to freshen up for brunch.
On my way back to the hotel Darren sent me a text msg telling me to bring a bathing suit with me for some fun after our brunch. I was intrigued by this, but thought swimming would be a great idea on this very hot July day. This state had wonderful lakes and some natural hot springs nearby and I wondered what the plan would be. He also said that I should wear something comfortable for walking. Hmmmm...were we hiking possibly?
I chose a suitable bathing suit - a black tankini with boy short bottoms - that was comfortable to swim in and showed off my nice figure (at 41 and after 2 kids I was still in pretty good shape with firm breasts and a round, firm bottom). I also put together a comfortable but somewhat sexy outfit comprising of khaki shorts to show off my shapely tanned legs and a white t-shirt that wasn't too tight but that would hint at my firm bosom. I put my cross trainers in my bag with my bathing suit and off I went to meet him at the restaurant.
We hugged when we saw each other and he gave me a kiss on the cheek while holding my chair for me to join him at the table. He was very gentlemanly and very wordly and our conversation was incredible, hilarious, and at times soul-bearing. We caught up in no time and were acting like long lost best friends, which was amazing considering the amount of time it had been since we last saw one another.
He was more gorgeous in person with sandy brown hair he was growing long again, and soft blue eyes with dark full lashes that drew me in like a helpless teenager. He was tanned and fit and very masculine. I couldn't stop admiring him so tried to distract myself with our after brunch plans.
I asked why I would need a swimsuit and he replied that it was a surprise. We paid the bill and he insisted that we drive in his jeep to the "spot", and come back for my rental car later. The couple of wine spritzers I had consumed were making me a little less inhibited so I agreed and off we went!
We wound through the mountains and the view was breathtaking. I commented that he was incredibly lucky to live so close to such beauty and that I hoped he took advantage of it. He grinned suggestively at me and I found myself getting a little hot and bothered by the sheer masculine aura of him. He was very outdoorsy, and altho I am as well, he was a lot more rugged and I'm sure didn't mind roughing it. A vision of him naked in a lake somewhere suddenly came to mind and I closed my eyes and licked my lips. The car stopped and I quickly opened them to find we were parked quite a ways off the road at a tiny cabin in the woods.