I could barely hear the music playing in the background over the running water in the tub. The bubbles were mounting quickly, and beginning to tingle around my nipples. The candles were lit all around the edge of the tub, and their scent of cherry was consuming the air. I slid down into the water and my mind quickly began to wonder as I took a long slip of my fresh drink I made prior to heading to my bath. I knew a hot bubble bath and a strong Fuzzy Navel was exactly what I needed to calm my jittery nerves prior to "the night".
While sponging the warm water over my shoulders, the streams of water were quickly trickling down my neck, and over my breasts. My nipples were already hardened from the bubbles, but the rush of the water made them even harder. Each time this occurred my mind would flash with anticipations of my evening ahead. I could almost feel his hands touching my shoulders, and moving lower until his fingertips were playing with my nipples. As I opened my eyes, I realized my vivid imagination was again working overtime, and I needed to finish my bath so I would have plenty of time to prepare myself for the evening ahead.
When I stepped out of the tub I found myself just standing in front of the mirror looking at myself, wondering what he would touch first. Would he caress my shoulders while kissing my neck, or would his mouth be tempted to tease my breasts? The thoughts of him being so close to me, so close that I could feel his warm breath blowing over me nearly drove me insane. I did not know how this night would turn out, however, I certainly had dreamed of it a thousand times. I found myself again, having to stop the daydreams that were dancing in my mind, and to continue on my preparation for the evening.
I noticed that my hands were beginning to shake while trying to apply my make-up, so I knew I needed another drink. I certainly did not want to do anything that would impair my memories of this evening, however, I knew this would calm me down. The drink was a little stronger this time, and I immediately could feel myself calming down. I finished my make-up, hair, and had sprayed my body lightly with his favorite perfume, and it was now time to get slip on my new outfit.
I went over to the bed where everything was neatly laid out, and slipped on the deep purple thong panties. I had chosen this shade not to match my outfit, but because I knew this was one of his favorite colors. Next, the matching bra quickly embraced my breasts tightly, just as I knew his hands would soon. As I slide on the thigh high hose, again, I could nearly feel his hands sliding slowly up my legs beginning at the ankles and moving their way up. Everything he had ever told me he wanted to do to me was flooding into my mind at once. I composed myself again, and was able to attach the garters onto the hose. I then slid on the silky black mini skirt over my thighs and hips, until it snuggled nicely on my small waist. I knew the hot pink silk top I had purchased went well with my tanned olive skin, dark brown eyes and chestnut hair, complimenting me very well. I also knew that it was cut just low enough to barely see a bit of cleavage, which I knew he would appreciate. I quickly finished by putting on my silver choker necklace, bracelet, and earrings and slowly slid my feet into the high heels. Suddenly, I felt a rush of anxiety again when the phone rang.
My girlfriend was ready as well, and we were headed to the hotel bar. We met in the hallway, both looking absolutely radiant. We both had this look of excitement in our eyes, and were glowing from anticipation. We embraced as we walked and giggled all the way down to the bar. We knew their plane was scheduled to land at anytime, and the excitement of finally meeting our long distant lovers was getting ready to be a reality. The butterflies in our stomach were growing more and more intense as we walked into the bar.
Once we were seated, we chatted once again about how ironic it was that two best friends could have been so incredibly lucky to both meet two men online, in which we absolutely fell head over heels in love with, that actually lived in the same area of one other. A couple of drinks later, she spotted them standing in the doorway of the bar. It was as if the room became completely silent, and almost seemed completely empty. I slowly turned my head to the doorway and I gasped. Our eyes met, and he looked so very handsome. I was speechless and completely frozen. I had to remind myself to breathe. The only thing that I could manage was a huge smile on my face and to stare into his eyes. It felt as if his eyes burned deep into my soul, just as I knew they would.
Once the men walked to where we were seated, I stood up to greet him properly with a nice warm hug. He completely took me by surprise when he passionately kissed me. My knees went weak. His kiss was even more perfect than I had ever imagined. His lips were so tender and soft. I finally was able to catch my breath, and cordially greeted my girlfriend's lover as well.
I could not take my eyes off of him though. He leaned toward me and whispered softly, "You look absolutely stunning honey, even better than I ever dreamed". He had always complimented me on the pictures I sent him, however hearing him say that in person, was paralyzing. He immediately stood and asked me to dance. We had talked so many times about holding each other so close we could feel the other's heartbeat, and now his body was finally going to be pressed against mine. I of coarse accepted with great pleasure. As he reached out for my hand, he escorted me to the dance floor. When he embraced me I could feel my heart begin to flutter. His arms were so strong, and he held me tight. I had never felt so loved, or so safe before in my life. He kept whispering to me while dancing, and his voice ringing in my ear was so familiar, but yet so different now. I could smell his cologne, I could feel his body pressing against me, his arms holding me tightly, and I could hear him telling me he loved me in my ear. I could feel myself getting very moist, and I know he could feel my hard nipples pressing into this chest. We danced around the floor, holding one another like we were the only two people in the world.
Finally, we decided to take a break- not because we were tired, but so we could actually sit and talk. We had to keep reminding ourselves that we were with another couple, however, they did not seem to mind our rudeness, because they were experiencing the same feelings that we were. The four of us finally left the hotel bar, and walked to a beautiful French restaurant. We all were seated at a table with a beautiful arrangement combining fresh flowers and candles. There was a pianist playing beautiful music in the corner of the room, which completely made that restaurant perfect for our evening.
Conversation never died, and the laughter from our table could be heard all over the restaurant. People had definitely noticed the four of us in the bar, walking down the street, and now in the restaurant and for no other reason but the obvious chemistry that the couples shared. I could see envy in their eyes of the stranger that we passed, for the evident soul touching love and connection that each couple shared for their partners. Envy because this kind of love only comes once in a lifetime and only if you extremely fortunate. They could tell that we knew we were truly lucky to have found ours. Time was absolutely flying, and none of us seemed to mind at all. After dinner, we were informed by our waiter that the restaurant was closing soon, so we would stop dancing, talking and laughing, and move our party elsewhere.
