Although the thoughts run vividly through my head and stir me to fulfill my needs, I have never tried to put them down onto paper. I am not sure how this will turn out, but here goes...
My hand luggage weighed heavily on my shoulder as I collected my baggage and made my way through the final doors to where at last I would meet you face to face. Apprehension, excitement and just plain lust were making my heart beat that much faster, my panties that much damper with the need that had been building up over weeks of talking about pleasuring one another, so much closer to reality.
Through those doors, I went searching in the crowd for your face, familiar and yet unknown since I had only ever seen one photograph and reality can be quite different. Ah, but I see your face, and those eyes, those beckoning, smiling eyes that seem to know what I want and your smile warms me and sparks the desire even stronger. I feel my nipples tighten in response and walk into your waiting arms for a loving hug and kiss. It feels so good to have your strength around me. I am exhausted from the 12-hour flight but adrenalin is now pumping through my veins with the thoughts of being with you, soon alone, finally able to touch, caress in the ways we have described to one another all these weeks.
Your touch feels electric on my skin and I am impatient to be with you. I cannot stop touching you; not quite believing this is real. We drive the distance to the beachside cottage you have rented for our time together and savour each other in another passionate embrace. My lips part for your searching tongue and I feel that pulse of urgent desire in the pit of my belly - I so want you! Our tongues duel and your hands are pressing on the small of my back pushing me against your erection that I can feel hot and hard against my stomach. You pull up my skirt over my ass and rub your hands over my cheeks and between my thighs. I am so wet for you and I moan with the pleasure of your touch.
You refuse to rush and instead lead me to a chair outside beside a table set with champagne and a rose. How did you know bubbles are my favourite?? We toast each other and kiss again, tenderly but with simmering passion waiting to unfold.