I couldn't believe we were going to do this....the line had been drawn, but it was drawn during a different time, under different circumstances. I bought the plane ticket, and I was on my to see you, finally. All through the flight down, images of your face filled my mind. I wanted this to be special, I wanted to do this for you.
I know that you've told me that you'd do anything sexually for me, but I wanted to make you feel loved first. I knew what I wanted to do, and I was sure as hell going to do it. The plane was on approach, and I took out the map that I bought at the airport just before I left. It had all of the local hotels marked on it, and I looked at the one that we chose. It was nice and close to the airport. I couldn't wait.
I grabbed my carry-on and got off of the plane. I hurriedly made my way to the taxi stand and hailed a cab. Within ten minutes, I was at the hotel, staring at the entrance. This was it. The passion flowed through me like a raging river. My heart was beating like mad, and we hadn't even met yet. I got out of the cab, and went to the elevator quickly. I checked on the room number that you gave me, just to be sure. As I waited for the elevator to bring me to you, I went over in my mind what I wanted to do. I wanted this to be so special for us so bad, you've no idea.....
The elevator stopped, and I slowly walked down the corridor until I saw the room number on the door. It matched the one that you gave me, and I knocked softly. I waited nervously for what seemed to be forever for you to answer the door, but was in reality only a few seconds. I can vividly remember my first glimpse of you through the crack in that door...you were sooo beautiful! Your big, beautiful eyes seemed to peer into my very soul, making my knees suddenly very weak. I couldn't tear my eyes off of you...you were absolutely gorgeous. You were dressed in that black dress that we talked about so much...the black fishnet stockings, the black high heels......and you moved like the ocean; full of grace, but also full of power. You seemed kind of nervous (but not nearly as nervous as I was!) when I came over to you to hug you. We touched, and it seemed at that point that all life outside of our senses ceased to exist. I pulled you to me and held you close. I buried my face in your hair and gently kissed your head.
I knew that our moment was quickly approaching. It seemed funny that at our age, we both still felt like 16 year olds; finally left alone to explore our sexuality for the first time........I took your sweet face in my hands and brought your lips to mine. The passion that I felt at that moment made my head swim. I wanted to attack you, to drag you down to the floor and fuck you like you wouldn't believe. But I didn't.