I had met her through the internet. It was on a web site that was more for fun than for dating so I never expected I would meet someone interesting. She is pretty, sweet, intelligent and surprisingly sexy. The only problem is that she lives in the South West. We wrote emails at first then moved to chatting, then to talking and finally talking on cam. That new angle allowed me to discover a whole different side of her I never suspected: turned out she is an exhibitionist and let me tell you she is not shy despite what she says! I always thought American women were reserved, guess I was wrong!
We have been communicating for a while now and it is time we meet. We are both beyond being patient. We have spoken about everything and have teased each other to death. So it was decided I would go there. That way she will feel more comfortable in her own environment. In our numerous discussions, she expressed a desire to explore her wants and desires after many years of complacency. She believes that we may have met for a specific reason and this may be it. I have to admit I loved to hear that. So she was warned that as soon as I arrived, we would start "exploring" right away. She was more than ready or so she said.
I get off the plane eager to hold her, to finally touch her. Before I left home I suggested she wear a dress or skirt (of course with the usual stipulation...) on her way here to be more available immediately upon my arrival. She thought that was a great idea. So as I wait for her I am so excited I can hardly sit still. I get hard just imagining what we will be doing in less than an hour. I have never desired, and waited for, a woman for so long. Funny thing is that I know that everything will be great between us, I have no doubts.
Finally my plane lands and I get to the arrival gate. I have seen her on a computer screen more times than I can count but I am nervous that for some reason, I won't recognise her. It's silly but I can't help it. I scan the crowd anxiously and finally I see a dark haired woman smiling at me, she is more beautiful than I imagined, petite and curvy not to mention fantastic legs. She is wearing a black silk dress that is fitted like a glove on her with a slit on one thigh that runs high enough to make every man look twice. She is the image of a sexy, seductive woman. Every curve of her body is emphasized and she has curves all over, hips, breasts and a great sculpted ass. I love that she remembered that I particularly like this type of dress on a woman. I find they make a woman look so feminine, so soft and desirable.
As she walks towards me her whole face is alive. What a great smile! She has to walk through the crowd so I get the opportunity to watch her more. She doesn't walk so much as glide through the other travelers. As I look at her I see her body flow and move in an almost hypnotic way. As I stare at her I can't help notice that she is not wearing a bra or a very thin one. She is self conscious about her nipples and yet she dared to go without the support, interesting...This makes me wonder if she has any other surprises waiting for me.
