I was nervous the entire trip, my stomach rolling and my hands sweating the whole time I drove. The excitement was brewing inside my center, my mind all of it. He had consumed so many fantasies over the years, I should take a moment and start at the beginning.
We had met online in a chat room, got to know each other a little at a time. Basically we were friends. A year went by and still we kept it strictly friendship until the day you came to me as someone new and unknown.
At first I was a little cold towards him but I warmed up pretty easily. Why I didn’t know really, but the tingling was there. He showed me some nude pictures of himself, his face hidden, but the sights were astounding. I was for the first time online turned on.
It wasn’t just his pictures it was the whole thing. His personality, his easy-going manner, and even his slightly offbeat humor. He turned me on, plain and simple.
We talked for awhile and I began to notice he knew a lot about me and I knew nothing of him. Or so I thought anyway. He asked me if I had any idea who he was? That nagging little voice inside my head told me, Doug.
I had guessed right, but why would a long time friend change his identity and flirt with me? Because the attraction was always there and I chose to ignore it.
And now I was going to meet him for the first time since we met two years ago. My heart thumped loudly in my breast, I was overly excited and unsure how to approach this and him as well? I had never met anyone from online, this would be the first time.
He had given me directions to a hotel in the area and told me which room he would be staying in. It was all set up and all I had to do was show up. He promised to be a gentleman and behave himself if that was what I truly wanted from him.
So with all those things in mind, I pulled into the hotel parking lot and sat staring at the brick and glass building. It was now or never, I had come this far, I should go the rest of the way.
Taking my things in with me, I didn’t stop at the main desk, I took the elevator instead. I could find the room and hopefully get over my nervousness by then. Standing in the elevator alone, my mind went over all the flirting, the barely contained lust that brewed between us for so long.
I couldn’t help myself, I reached down and ran a finger over the center seam of my shorts. I was throbbing and I knew also I was wet and more than ready. But when push came to shove, could I? I never asked myself the question of right or wrong, I just went to him when the opportunity presented its self to me.
He was married, I was married as well. Forbidden thoughts, actions, even coming here was wrong in morality views. And yet, it did not stop me, I wanted him. I wanted this. The doors opened and I stepped out onto the third floor. Looking left and right, I sought out the room numbers.
Glancing down at the card in my hand, I knew I needed to find three-oh-four. Turning I began walking, slowly and quietly as possible. The door was only a little ways down the hall, I was close. Could I do it? How could I not do it? No strings attached, just fulfilling the desires we both had for the other. The forbiddeness of this situation was enthralling and intoxicating me.
I reached up and knocked on the door, waiting with my breath held. Would he want me? Would I want him? Was this wrong of us? Could we live with it? All of these questions went through my mind and all the possible out comes as well.
The door opened and there he stood. Smiling, his eyes lit up with something between desire and happiness. We had seen each other many times on web cam, we knew what the other looked like in all states of dress and undress. I smiled and spoke, “Hi there Doug.”
Instead of just saying hi to me, he bent down and hugged me to him. “I am glad you came, I was worried you wouldn’t.” His soft voice spoke in my ear as I let his presence seep into me. Calming, I felt safe surprisingly enough. I trusted Doug, I always have.
He stepped back and moved aside so I could enter the room. The silence a little unnerving but still I felt comfortable. Setting my suitcase down inside the door, I turned to face him. Flushed red from nervousness and the heightened sexual tensions, I didn’t know what to say at this point.
“Come on in and have a seat, I don’t bite Sarah.” He chuckled at my nervous behavior, I knew he would find it amusing. So self-assured me was actually nervous, an uncommon thing. I could tell by how he moved and glanced around, he was as nervous as I was. Neither of us had done this sort of thing before, but both couldn’t deny what we wanted.
I sat on the edge of the bed and he took a chair across from me. His eyes took me in from my head down to my toes, he smiled at me.
“How was your trip?” I smiled a little and felt some of the nervousness evaporate from my body.
“It was alright.” I did not know what else to say here, we were here for one reason and one reason only. To end the torment we both felt whenever we spoke.
“Come here.” He asked me quietly.
Standing, I stood before him, my eyes questioning him.
“Closer.” Was all he said.
I stepped closer to him until I was standing between his spread legs. My heart hammered louder in my breast, the ringing in my ears was making me light headed.
“We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do, you know that, don’t you?”
I nodded my head, my eyes holding his.
“You trust me don’t you Sarah?”
Again I nodded my head, I did trust him. With all my secrets, with all of my woes and any other feeling I had ever had before.
“Relax for me, here. Come lay on the bed and relax.” He stood up, taking my hand in his and pulling me towards the bed. My eyes were wide, shining deep blue as I watched him. I bumped into the bed and giggled a little, I was acting so silly!
