(True story, it really is!)
I met him online; I'd never met anyone online before, not really. There were a few times when I was a teenager, but mostly that, was just stupid fun, plus back then the internet was new so actually meeting someone from online in person was considered dangerous. Though now a days you hear about people meeting online and getting together all the time.
I'm fairly shy and all my girlfriends are either still married or too busy to go out to the clubs. Plus, I've met a few guys at the clubs, and none of them were any good, so I suppose we shall see what we shall see.
I met Walter the morning of the day after Easter Sunday. I was checking my emails when I got an advertisement email saying someone has a crush on you, so I checked it out what the hell. It was a totally free personal ad site that boasted the fact you could use your web cam.
I didn't have one at this time, but I signed up anyways. I found this site had chat rooms, so I joined this one chat room that no one else was in, I was chatting to myself, is that the same as talking to yourself? Okay, I got out of that chat room, and joined in another.
Okay lets not get too caught up in details here, I want to tell you about meeting him in person, so I'm going to try to make this quick, yeah right.
Long story short I met a guy named Walter in the chat room, we continued chatting on the messenger, through the morning. He's almost 28 years old, I'm practically 25 years old myself. He's divorced and has children, just like me. I live in Oklahoma, and he lives in Missouri, which is a bit difficult for a real relationship, but we'll see how things work out.
I don't know how to describe him, he's just nice and likes me, he's probably about the best guy I've ever met, though this is new, so I don't know his bad traits yet. I had sent him a few pictures some from then and some of now, before children and after children, there were no complaints, so it's all good.
When I met Walter online it had been about 5 months since I had left my ex-husband, I had been on only one date and that didn't go very well. Let me say this, before I met Walter it was a bit easier, cause I know at least with me, when there is no one around to focus my thoughts on, I don't get horny quite as much. Of course I got horny every now and then and that was easily taken care of by masturbating of course.
After I had met Walter, I seemed to be masturbating at least once a week sometimes twice. That may not seem like a lot to some people, but it seemed like a lot to me, and there were also nights that I wouldn't let myself masturbate, even thought I really wanted to, I would just toss and turn in bed until finally my body would just give it up and go to sleep.
Well, to pacify myself, I started to write a story, it was a raunchy story or sex story, which ever you prefer. I don't think my writing is very hard-core, as some stuff I've read, in comparison my stuff is pretty soft. Anyways, I emailed it to Walter, he said he liked it, I wrote a few more and he liked those as well. One story in particular he said he read it before going to work and he told me he almost called in late for work, guess something just came up!
At one point during Walter's and my messaging we discussed him coming out to Oklahoma and agreed on a date. Well, as things would have it, I ended up meeting him, before his visit. It was really a spontaneous kind of thing. I had planned to go on a day trip with my girlfriend Tracy, just as a chance to escape a bit. As things go Tracy had some stuff come up, so she couldn't go.
I had really been looking forward to this day trip; I told this to Walter he suggested that I come out to Missouri for the weekend. I didn't know if I could make it, I'm not fond of highways, I feel like it's too easy to get lost. Walter told me to look at yahoo maps cause it was pretty much a straight shot up I-44 all the way to Missouri. I studied the maps almost all night; finally I decided to go for it.
I told Walter the next time we chatted, that I was going to come out there. I left on a Saturday after my ex-husband had taken the kids for his weekend visit. Walter called before I left and we exchanged my cell number for the number where he could be reached, just in case I got in to trouble, Walter is so nice, just had to add that!
I was on my way traveling down I-44, I felt excited, scared, and nervous. This will be the farthest I have ever driven, and just to go see a guy, I must be crazy! I had to stop shortly after starting my trip; my nerves got the better of me. After I calmed down I got back on the road. Walter called a few times while I was on the road just checking in to make sure everything was going well, and he told me to call him when I was close to my destination.
I stopped once again a little further this time. I had been driving along thinking about Walter, and what our night together might be like, and to be honest I was really thinking about how it would be to fuck him. When I stopped I felt a tingling in my crotch, thought I just had to go to the bathroom, but instead it was that I had gotten myself horny, very horny by the amount of wetness, well no time for that got to get back on the road. My horniness problem will just have to wait until I met Walter.
I get back on the road again and I didn't take any more stops until I reached the Ramada Inn, where we were supposed to meet. I had one scary moment when I took the wrong road that kept winding up and up with no place to turn around. Finally I was able to turn around and reached the Ramada in one piece. I thought Walter would already be there, so I had to take a moment to calm down, I was really nervous about meeting Walter and freaking out about almost getting lost.
Eventually, I worked up the courage to go in the hotel. I walked up to the front desk and told the clerk that Walter _________ had made a reservation and that I should have a key waiting. The clerk kept saying "they" like I was meeting a couple, I told her not they, him! He made the reservations and I am his guest and I'm supposed to have a key, well this just confused her further!
I discovered that Walter hadn't checked in yet, so I gave up my request for a key and just asked to use the restroom. Went in and attempted to make myself look at least half way decent, I came out of the bathroom and sat down on the couch in the lobby.
I was watching the front door waiting for Walter, suddenly I heard him to the side of me, and he said,"you shouldn't have to sit down there." He was coming down the stairs to the side of me, he was wearing a white golf shirt that was printed with different green designs, a pair of baggy jeans, sneakers, and a baseball cap.
When I first looked at him he seemed younger than 28, but once I got close to him I could see he was the age he said he was. He is about 5'10" and he has a mustache and a long goatee. Looked good. I'm about 5'8"; I was wearing a pair of dark blue jean shorts, a blue tank top, a short sleeve button up over shirt, and my sneakers.
We made our greetings, "hi how are you?" "It's nice to meet you in person." We walked out to his full sized pickup truck, and he drove us around to the side of the hotel, where our room was located.
I had told Walter that I was shy, but I was still worried with the stories I had sent him, and the way I had portrayed myself online that he might think that we were just going to fuck the minute we got into our room. But, Walter couldn't have been more of a gentleman. We made our way to our room, and I placed my bag inside, and we left the room.
I'm going to try and be concise here, to save time and space. We went out to eat after searching for a while, we decided on a restaurant. At dinner I was able to talk to him more it may have been the strawberry daiquiri or maybe I just got more comfortable with him. We shared stories of our wild teenage days, after dinner we drove out to his parent's house. On the drive up we shared stories of our children and the stuff they try to get away with.
I met his parents and Walter's sister, I talked a little bit, not much, they showed me pictures of his children and younger pictures of Walter. After a while we decided to leave.
I didn't know what we were going to do next, it was close to 2 am now and there wasn't anything open that late. I figured that we were going back to the hotel, the shy girl inside of me was afraid of this don't ask me why. When I was able to tell the shy part of me to shut up, I realized that I did want to go back to the hotel, and my mind kept thinking about what it would be like to kiss Walter, and that I really, really wanted to kiss him.
We made our way back to the hotel room, half of me wanted him to grab me and fuck me the minute we walked into the room, the other half of me was afraid he would. But, remember I said he was a total gentleman, whether you the reader like it, I don't really care, cause I liked it a lot, so there!
Walter walked over to the sliding glass door, which opened up to the pool. He opened the door and we walked out and stood beside the fence surrounding the pool. Walter made a comment about climbing the fence to get into the Jacuzzi, since it was locked up this late. We stood there for awhile smoking a cigarette and kind of talked about me seeing if I could arrange to come out to see him for a week or two during mid-summer, but we couldn't come up with any definite plans.
We came back into the room, Walter shut the door, and closed the shades saying," I enjoy a show just as much as the next guy, just as long as I'm not part of the show." He walked in and pulled his shirt off, nice chest, a bit of muscle in his arms, and hair on his chest. I really liked the hair on his chest! He sat in the chair by the glass doors; I sat across from him on the bed (shy girl was running the show, at this point). Walter said why don't you take your shoes off and stay awhile.
I took them off, but was still sitting on the bed. Walter then showed me his tattoos one on his arm that said tweety bird and one on his back of a Viking woman. I got up to look at the Viking woman tattoo and when I turned to sit back on the bed he said,"go all the way back over there." I sat beside him in the chair. We sat there and talked and had another cigarette.
We talked about our ex's, a topic, which is unavoidable, between two people that have gone through divorces. Walter got up to check the temperature, and he lay on the bed and asked me to join him. I lay beside him we discussed more of our wild teenage years, sharing stories back and forth. We reached a silent moment, and then we kissed.
