It was cloudy and overcast when the wheels touched down. As the plane taxied to the gate I began to get nervous. What would it be like? What would we do? Many more questions raced through my mind.
They all melted away when I met her outside the security area at the airport. She had come to pick me up and I recognized her smiling face instantly. We hugged and embraced – followed by a gentle kiss – and began walking to the parking lot. I couldn't get over how pretty she was. More so than the pics we had shared via email. The curves of her body accentuated by the tight t-shirt and jeans she was wearing.
When we got to her car, I put the bags on the trunk and we both got in. There was long silence as we sat looking at each other. Then I began to lean towards her and her towards me and we kissed. Soft tender kisses I had dreamed of in a thousand dreams during the time we had spent online. We stopped and looked at each other closely. I traced my fingers on her face and she smiled, taking my hand and kissing my fingers.
Then she started the car still smiling, and glancing at my now bulging cock made a comment about needing a new stick shift. We both laughed and I took her hand as we drove out of the airport.