Every once in a great while the world turns exactly the way you want it to turn. And today is my day. Actually it's our day.
After months of exchanging emails, and working on an erotic story together, and exchanging phone calls, Nina and I will finally be together.
Milwaukee is over 1200 miles away from Littleton and so we thought it quite unlikely that we'd ever actually meet. But today we will!
I remember the email she sent me several weeks ago. "Victor, we'll be coming to Boston a few weeks before Christmas. I hope we can find some way to get some private time and meet."
I doubted that it would work out, but then my wife Linda decided she needed to see her mother before Christmas. And so she flew off to Michigan a couple of days before Nina and her husband arrived. She would not be back until after Nina left. And our daughter Michelle wouldn't be home from college until then either.
It was truly a stroke of luck how Nina ended up coming to Boston. She told me how they had won a contest for a week in a "deluxe suite in the fanciest hotel wherever the dart lands." When they went to claim their prize they had to throw a dart at a map to see where they would go. Her husband, Bill gave her the privilege of throwing it, and it stuck in Boston. She told me it was first time she had ever hit anything she had aimed at.
Bill, an amateur pilot, had thought about exchanging the plane fare for spending money and them flying them both to Boston himself. But the possibility of bad weather at this time of year caused that idea to be rejected.
And so although they flew together to Boston they booked different return dates. Her husband didn't want to be away for an entire week from the company he runs so he returned early. But Nina convinced him that she had been under so much stress recently that she needed some time alone. She told him she would stay the full week, enjoy the Christmas atmosphere of Boston, do some shopping, and maybe visit an old school friend she hadn't seen in almost 20 years.
As soon as I found out that she was coming I secured tickets for us to the Boston Pops Christmas Concert. It's one of the more famous holiday events in Boston, and it's something I knew she'd enjoy.
They've been in Boston for five days now. Her husband leaves sometime today. And I'm just sitting here by the phone, waiting for her to call and tell me when we can meet.
Finally she calls and we decide to meet early afternoon. And she says it would be wonderful if I could spend the remaining two nights with her. She tells me she might not be able to greet me when I arrive, but that the door will be unlocked and I should come right in and make myself comfortable.
We will probably be getting quite intimate, and so I want our first time together has to be as pleasurable as possible for both of us. So on the way to the hotel I stop and pick up some KY warming massage lotion. On the internet I've read some very arousing descriptions of how it enhances intimate sensations and so I think we'll give it a try.
I've never been to the Ritz-Carleton before but I've heard that the honeymoon suites are truly sumptious. Quietly I enter the beautiful and massive suite and see that in addition to the unusually fine furnishings the hotel has put up a large Christmas tree. Its fragrance fills the large parlor which is filled with Christmas decorations.
I almost stumble over the lone chair that's in my way as I enter the room. And as I look down I see a note on it from Nina. "Victor, I'm sorry I can't greet you. Please make yourself comfortable. Check out this fantastic suite and then unwrap your Christmas present; it's in the bedroom. I'm so anxious to see you."
I've read enough erotic stories to figure that she's my Christmas gift. So I'm confident that the reason Nina can't greet me is that she's the present I'm supposed to unwrap. The mistletoe scotch-taped above the door to the bedroom is another clue.
I'm truly delighted at this prospect. I hope I can unwrap my present in a very special way, a way I've fantasized about for a long time.
Being extremely quiet so that she doesn't hear me, I open the door to the bedroom and step in. The sun is streaming in through the window. There in the middle of the king-size bed is a body under a sheet. There's a large red ribbon on top of it. She's completely covered, but from the way the sheet is lying it looks like she's naked underneath.
I gaze at my present for a moment. The sheet rises and falls with her breathing. I can only see the contours of her body. But it's clear that she's already aroused because her large nipples that she's told me about are erect, pushing up bumps in the sheet. I'm so anxious to see all of her and pleasure her.
As I gaze at my present I realize that the real gift is something much more important than the obvious. In her emails Nina has mentioned her encounters with other men. And she's said that when she meets a new partner she's always concerned that the cyber arousal won't translate into a physical attraction. But here she is offering her naked body to me. She's really trusting that the connection we've made through our communications will transcend any physical shortcomings. Her trust in me is a much more valuable gift than anything physical could be. I hope I'm worthy of it.
Quietly I leave the bedroom. I hang the "Privacy Please" sign on the entrance to the suite and loudly close the door so she'll hear that I've arrived. I undress in the sitting room and use warm water in the bathroom to take the chill off of my hands. Then I pick up my silk scarf and massage lotion and walk into the bedroom, this time coughing to be sure she'll know someone's there.
"I wonder what my present is," I say, although I'm sure she knows I've figured it out, and that what I said is just an act. I wonder if she has any expectations about what's going to happen next.
I reach under the sheet where I'm sure a foot is. "Victor?" she asks as my hands begin to fondle her foot. "Shhhhh! I'm unwrapping my present."
I slowly pull the sheet away just enough to expose her foot, hold it in my hands, rub and fondle every inch of it, kiss her toes, and do the same thing with the other foot. I move the sheet to uncover an ankle, encircle it with my hands, rub and feel all around it, and do the other. As I do this I take as much time as I need to explore and touch every inch of what I uncover. And then I work my way up past her ankles to her knees. Again, I explore every tiny part with my fingers and enjoy the feeling of her skin in my hands. My present begins to hum with contentment.
I move towards her head and slowly pull the sheet down until the edge is at her forehead. I lay the silk scarf across her eyes and hold it there as I slide the sheet out from under it. Then I tie the scarf like a blindfold so that she can't see me. "What are you doing?" "Shhhh. This present has to be unwrapped just right."
I pull the sheet down to just above her breasts. Her arms are completely exposed all the way up to and across her shoulders. I kneel right next to a shoulder, pick up her arm, encircle it with my arms, and hug it tightly against against my body.
