I search my messages and see that you have sent me a wink. Looking at your profile I'm a little surprised that someone as beautiful as you would be interested in a guy like me. Not to say I'm ugly or anything like that but I am just happy to see your interested and I would be very happy if we could get hooked up. You are very pretty and I can see a little naughtiness in your pictures and the things you said about what you liked and the type of man you're looking for. I sent you an e-mail to get something started and when you answered I was even more surprised that you not only answered but was still interested.
I was available for the next few weekends and asked you to meet me somewhere so we could meet face to face but you wanted to chat on line some more before going there so we agreed to stay on line for a while longer. The chatting quickly became hotter and hotter. It was fun and we really were a good match in the flirting department. We were soon having cyber sex on line every night as we became closer and closer.
The day finally came that you wanted to finally meet me for drinks. My heart was pumping hard now as I wrote back with my acceptance and said I would meet you where ever you want to as long as it was on Friday afternoon because I would have the whole weekend to spend with you if things work out that way. My dream that we hook up is looking very real. You said Friday afternoon was good so of course now I'm really falling apart. My nerves are all tense. "Stay calm buddy." I said to myself. "Everything is going to be just fine."
Talking on the internet with e-mails and texting is a lot easier because you can think of what to say before you type it in and hit "SEND". I get nervous and sort of shy around women and when they see me struggle for something to say, it's usually over, but I already know some things about you and you know a little about me so we'll see.
Of course I get there early and find that you too are also there early. My god you're more beautiful than your pictures. You smile as I walk up to you and I stumble over my own feet as I reach out to take your hand and give you a small hug. "I'm such a nerd."
Sitting in a booth across from you has me spinning. You look so super sexy and your dress is so hot. Your smile knocks me out. I'm somewhat quiet but I know I must keep things moving or chance loosing you. I like to listen to you tell me about yourself. I love to hear your voice. I want to hold your hand some more, maybe touch your shoulder or an arm just to feel your body, your heat. Your words and lips have my attention as you talk and your eyes express your story. I ask a lot of questions and I share with you things about me too. But I think I'm very boring compared to you. Do I seem like a love struck puppy? Wow! Where is my confidence and poise?
We're sitting at a nice restaurant of your choosing. That works for starters and maybe a movie or a play after would be nice. However! Even if this is all I get from you for now, then we shall say good night, hug and maybe kiss before going our ways. If things are going well, and maybe getting more sensual as we warm up to each other we could go to a club, maybe dance and continue getting to know each other even more. But as our drinks become empty you stun me by saying that a hotel would be more appropriate after we pick up some of your favorite mixers and snacks.
You follow me in your car to the hotel and after I signed us in I gave you your key card and we head to our room for the night. As we enter the hotel room you might feel a little apprehensive. I see some resistance in you. Maybe I'm a little nervous too as we stand in front of a nice big comfortable looking king size bed, quiet and secluded. I start to go into the hall to get some ice for our drinks and you have a seat on the bed cross your legs and smile up at me. Stepping toward you, I bend over, give you a long soft kiss and slowly slip my tongue into your warm mouth, our tongues exploring each other in the passion. I think I can feel you shaking a little. Your hot breath and willingness has my heart pumping with wanton desire. As I break from our kiss I slowly brush my arm and hand against your breast, smile at you and ask if you would like a massage when I return, then slowly turn to the door and I'm gone.
You have some options now and everything is running through your mind. "Should I get out of here? My car is just downstairs. But we are really hitting it off great." This date has peaked your interest in me and you seem to have decided I'm not a threat to you, so you throw the keys on the desk and after kicking off your high heels you lay down on the bed to feel its comfort. Your thinking about everything that has happened so far this evening and your sexual desire for us to be together is growing stronger by the minute.
Turning on the TV as I walk in you become startled and say "Massage Please." We both laugh at your nervously impulsive statement. I mix up some drinks and add some ice to our glasses. We toast to us and the night. Another soft inviting kiss that gets more passionate with each second and I feel now is the time to make a move. My fingers are touching your delicate neckline. I can feel goose bumps on your skin as I make my way to the dress zipper and slowly pull it down.
Your hands are wrapped around my back. Hanging on and nervously shaking as the zipper reaches the small of your back. You let out a soft moan. I feel your hot breath and warm lips move over my neck. I can smell the clean soft sent of your hair and perfume filling my nostrils. Your soft kisses around my collar are making my cock stand up and press hard against my jeans. My whole body is under your spell and then your dress simply falls to the floor. Wow! I wasn't expecting what I saw. You were prepared for this moment with nothing underneath and your beautiful body is in my full view, stunning, firm and tantalizing. "Oh my God, I have died and gone to heaven. Thank you, Thank you, Thank you, God."
