They had not been together in over two weeks due to various reasons, time, place, for whatever reasons, their schedules had not meshed. This greatly disappointed them both and only served to increase their desire for one another. They talked several times by phone during this period and grew closer and more intimate with each phone call. Though these calls did help it was not replacement for being together.
They both admitted that they had satisfied themselves several times through masturbation. They talked about doing it together over the phone but that was for another time.
Finally, a morning cleared on both their calendars and they instantly agreed to meet at her place as soon as everyone was gone for the day. He was nervous, exited and had trouble sleeping the night before even though he had stroked him self until he came the previous afternoon before anyone came home at his house. She too was nervous and excited, but she was able to appear normal on the outside, but it took all her self-control.
As soon as everyone was off, she literally ran to the shower. She threw off her robe and waited for the water to warm. As she stood there naked she admired herself in the mirror and imagined him holding her near, touching her. She could feel the wetness between her legs and this wasnât from the shower, she hadnât even gotten in yet. She sighed and stepped in. She washed herself all over taking extra care to reach âeverywhereâ. As she washed her hair she imagined him standing behind her there in the shower with her his hands on her head, her shoulders, her nipplesâŠ., ohhhh she was wasting time.
She rinsed her hair, shut the water off and dried herself. She left the towel wrapped around her as she brushed her hair and applied some hair gel. She quickly applied some makeup and lipstick. The lipstick would probably last about ten seconds after he arrived but she didnât care. She wanted him.
She tried to decide what to wear or better put, what Not to wear. She liked having little, or nothing at all on. She found clothes confining. She couldnât go downstairs totally naked, after all there were windows near the door and someone else might come to the door and see her.
She decided on a very short, thin, silky print kimono type robe and loosely tied the belt at the waist leaving the top very open. It barely covered her ass and showed off her ample cleavage. Her nipples were erect and pushing against the soft material. It made her feel even sexier than she looked and she knew or hoped he would like it. Though in the end she knew it mattered little as she intended for them to be naked and together in bed shortly after his arrival.
She nervously went to find the phone. Should she, or shouldnât she? In the end she knew she would so she picked up the phone and dialed his number and waited nervously. It only rang a few times when he answered, âHello Baby.â He knew who it was. He also had caller ID. It was just about 9:30 in the morningâŠ.
As he tried to go to sleep that night he could think of nothing but her. Having her in any and every way. They had only kissed briefly and he had seen her soft beautiful body when her robe had fallen open that day a few weeks ago when he had visited her at her home. And then there had been âThe Rideâ in the car with her, but as above that was another story for another day.
Whoa⊠He tried to picture her, what would she be wearing if anything? He imaged touching her all over as they kissed, reaching down to feel her fabulous wet pussy her firm supple breasts. He knew she loved to be touched and how. He was rock hard and it was after midnight, oh manâŠ. It would be a long night. He promised himself he would not relieve the pressure himself. He would wait for her.
He awoke as everyone was leaving for the day at his house. As he lay there, he remembered what day it was. He had been slow awakening as this morning began by picking up where his mind had left off the night before, thinking of her, her lips, her hips, her wet mouth on his cockâŠ. He leapt from his bed (with a raging hard on) and jumped in the shower. Washing carefully and then drying himself off. He shaved and combed his hair and dressed casually knowing he would have to walk through the local neighborhood to her house and blend in as much as possible. This wouldnât be to hard as he had been walking in the neighborhood for years so it would not be out of place for him to do so today.
He was nervous with anticipation. It was 8:30 and he was dressed and ready, far to soon. The wait would be short but seem agonizingly long. He was sure it would be worth itâŠ.
When he answered and she heard his soft soothing voice on the other end, she began to melt all over again. She said, âHi there, how are you?â in her sexiest voice. He replied âHot and Hard.â She giggled and said, â Do you I think I might be able to help with that?â He said, âI hoped so.â She asked if he wanted to come over. Before she could think he said, âYes!â He said, âIâll be right there, 10 minutes.â
He grabbed his coat and was out the door. He walked the long way around a few blocks out of his way so as to not draw any undue attention. He was nervous on his walk, but it felt good. A good kind of nervous energy that builds excitement.
She didnât know what to do with her self. It was only a few minutes until he would be here but it felt like an eternity. Should she wait upstairs and then come down and open the door for him? Should she leave the door open slightly so she can be at the top of the stairs, with her robe open, and call to him to come in? Then walk down to greet him so he can get a full long look at her. She was so turned on when he looked at her body when her robe opened the other day. Should she wait naked in the first floor bedroom, leaving the door open and call out to him when she hears him come in?
She couldnât believe she was so worried about this. She decided to sit on the stairs and watch out the small window that looked down the sidewalk so she could see him approach. She would then be able to reach out and push the door aside to allow him to enter. As she sat and waited she felt her heart racing and her hands shaking. She also felt another familiar sensation, an ache and a building, uncontrollable wetness between her legs.
As he approached her door he noticed it was slightly ajar. As he reached out to ring the doorbell he saw her arm reach out and push the door all the way open. He stepped in and closed and locked the door behind him. She stood before him one stair up. She was beautiful wearing to his great pleasure only a thin short robe loosely tied and as he pulled her to him for their first kiss, he felt through that thin material that she had nothing else on.
He was here! She pushed the door open and stood to the side so she would not be seen in the doorway. Oh he was even more handsome in person then she remembered. He closed and locked the door and took her into his arms and kissed her deeply. She melted into him. His hands were cold from being outside, but this was not why she felt shivers everywhere he touched her. She could feel his hands running all over her body as they kissed. Everywhere he touched her made her feel warm and wonderful.