This story is about an affair. So if you don't think you can find anything remotely erotic about the possibility, stop reading now. This was meant for enjoyment. If your not enjoying it, stop reading it. I don't need to hear about how it offends your morality. It is a fantasy, which, last time I checked were still safe.
"Hi, I'm just leaving now, what time will you get in?"
"Probably around 6 o'clock. I have rental waiting and should be at the hotel by 6:30. What time will you be getting in?"
"About 4. I am so excited I can't even stand it. I hope I don't crash the car driving like a maniac. But I should go now...call my room as soon as you get in ok?"
"Ok...I can't wait to see you either. Drive safely."
"I will." After a long silence Cynthia said "Bye Tyler, see you soon." and hung up. She already had her stuff together. She had said her goodbyes the night before and nobody was home now to say goodbye to. She hopped in her car and headed for coffee and gas at the corner before hitting the highway for what would seem like the longest drive she would ever take.
Cynthia had been thinking about this trip for about a year now. She was anticipating the meeting and every time she thought about it her body would heat up sending the feeling of fire ants from her core out to the tip of every extremity. Her body wanted him in the worst way and had for a very long time. He had seduced her mind and everything about this man was pulling her toward this meeting.
Cynthia had made arrangements to attend an annual convention in New York for 4 days. She had also made arrangements with Tyler to meet him there. They'd been communicating online for over a year now and had become very close. This meeting was the wildly anticipated next step in their relationship. Although they were curious about each other it was more than that that they looked forward to. They both needed to touch, feel, smell the person they had been craving and dreaming about for so long.
Just like clockwork Cynthia arrived at 4 o'clock. She would've been later if she bothered to stop for anything other then one fill-up of gas. After checking in, she went straight to her room. The other girls hadn't arrived yet. So she picked her bed and started to put her stuff away.
She hopped in the shower. The heat from the rainfall of water was cleansing more than her body. She had felt so tense for the past week, but now it was beginning to ebb. She was relaxing, finally.
After drying herself off, Cynthia got dressed. Her outfit was typical. She thought about trying to get all dressed up for their first encounter but decided that he should meet her the way she really is. Not all made up and fake. So on went the black pants and black t-shirt, a little bit of makeup and one squirt of perfume. She sat on the edge of the bed waiting, twisting her hair.
It was 5:50 when Jessica arrived and 6:00 when the other two women she would be sharing her room with arrived.
"So Cynthia, what are your plans for tonight? We're going to go over to the Marx for dinner - wanna come?" They were all grabbing their purses and keys.
"No thanks, I think I'll just eat down in the restaurant here or go over to the strip and eat. Don't worry about me, I'm good." Cynthia smiled her best and they seemed to buy it. They left with no fuss.
"Hello?" Cynthia said very casually.
"Hi, I'm here." Tyler was quiet. There was a long silence before she spoke.
"How long do you need before I can see you?" Cynthia spoke with a confidence and strength she never knew was hidden inside of her. She didn't feel nervous at all. Her heart was pounding and her legs were trembling but she didn't feel scared or nervous, just anxious.
"Can you give me half an hour. I want to shower. Did you eat?" Tyler was still quiet. He seemed timid. Now Cynthia was beginning to get nervous.
"Half an hour is fine and no I didn't eat. I'll come to your room when you're ready and then we can go for dinner if you want."
"Okay I'll call you in a bit."
"K, bye" and Cynthia hung up the phone. Her over-analytical mind was about to pick their conversation apart but she stopped herself. She calmed down and sat back on the edge of the bed. Trying to control her breathing she sat very still with her legs crossed, her eyes closed and her hands in her lap. It felt like only a minute had passed when she was again startled by the phone.
"Hello?"
