It began as a chance meeting, but has since developed into a fantasy life. I become electrified every time Erica e-mails me about an upcoming business trip to the Chicago. Every time she flies in, we cannot keep our eyes, hands, and bodies off of one another.
I remember seeing her in the hotel lounge. She looked lonely, but she was magnificent. She knew I was looking at her, as she would keep glancing at me throughout the evening. After several drinks, I got up enough courage to talk with her.
She is bright, intelligent, fun and sweet and sensitive. She smiled as my eyes roamed her body. She loved knowing I wanted her, lusted for her. We talked about everything and anything, but the subject soon came to sex. She mentioned that she was unsure if she could ever cheat. I wondered then if that was a cue or a hope or a tease.
We drank, we danced and we flirted. I felt her wonderful body as we swayed late into the evening. At that late hour, she excused herself noting the time and her upcoming agenda. I lightly kissed her and bid her good luck. As I turned, she spoke softly and sadly. I can still here her voice. "Wouldn't you like to see me again?"
We ended the evening flirting very heavily with one another. Neither of us wanted the evening to end, waiting for the other to make the move. I remember her asking me what I would do with her had I had the opportunity.