For several months now we have been chatting on-line and growing closer. One of our initial conversations on-line centered on the possibility of meeting each other. Tim's comment on that possibility was that if we did meet it would take him no more than 18 seconds to get me naked. That was assuming of course, that I wasn't wearing any decent clothing. Another conversation revolved around multiple orgasms. Tim's goal, if you will, was to give me 8 orgasms in one night. This comment, as much as any of our conversations, I think started the whole thing.
What began with a daydream, while driving down the road, which Tim shared with me, evolved into this series of little stories. This is what we have shared. I hope that you enjoy reading them as much as we enjoyed creating them. CopperButterfly
Daydreams 1: The Beginning
*Tim
We are talking on the phone, chatting about many different things. I am standing on your front porch though you don't know it. I ring the bell. "Hold on a second, someone is at the door." You walk to the door and open it. Standing there, a tall man is holding a flower arrangement consisting of a single orchid surrounded by six white teacup roses. My hat covers my eyes blocking my identity as I hand you the flowers. You thank me and close the door.
"Oh Tim, the flowers are beautiful!" You speak into the phone.
"I'm glad you like them." I reply. "They are nothing compared to your beauty though."
"Rita?" I speak into the phone.
"Yes Tim." You reply.
"Do you think you could open the door, I'm freezing my ass off out here?"
*Rita
When I closed the door, returning to Tim on the phone, I thought, "Why does that delivery guy seem familiar?" Smiling at the beauty of the arrangement just received, I say, "Tim, baby these are just beautiful...the tea roses are exquisite, the orchid, well, absolutely magnificent." "To what do I owe the extravagance?" I hear you gasping on the line..."Rita please, I'm freezing my ass off!"
And it dawns on me.....the delivery guy....it's him....returning to the door, I yank it open...grab you by your coat lapels and pull you into the entry way and into my arms.
My small warm hand reaches up and lifts off your hat....I gaze into your beautiful, smiling eyes and press my lips to yours in a warm deep kiss. Releasing you, I whisper, "Oh God, Tim, I can't believe that you are here!" "I've wanted this for so long".
*Tim
I felt your hands grabbing at the lapels of my jacket. My hat flying off my head as your soft full lips contacted mine. Our tongues meeting for the first time, playing gently with each other. A sense of urgency in our contact as we explore each other's mouths.
Leaning down I whisper:
"Glad to see you aren't wearing good clothes!"