Jason and I talked online for some time. This was mostly sporadic due to conflicting schedules and the fact that he was away on business quite a bit.
I never thought we would meet in real life. But one night he contacted me and asked me if I knew where a certain city was in my state. He was going to be staying in a hotel there. When he mentioned the name of the hotel, I told him I knew it well. I had thrown a weekend party there. They had an evening social, including free drinks and appetizers, and a wonderful free breakfast in the morning. I listed off some of the other amenities. And if the traffic was on my side, it was about a 15-20 minute drive from my house.
I quickly looked at the website as we chatted. I knew that they had gone through a recent renovation. The place looked very modern now but just as spectacular as it once did. The restaurant was gone, but they did have mini kitchens in the suites.
I realized that I felt a bit nervous as I messaged him. Our replies came slower and slower. I knew that my mind was focused on various options and I hoped he was on the same wavelength. Then we both messaged each other at once and said that perhaps we could meet for the evening social. All set then! If things didn't work out, I could always go home.
"You might want to pack a bag though. Just in case you decide to stay. What can I say? I'm a guy!" He laughed.
I did better than that. Despite the hotel having such a high rating, the lack of a restaurant did present a problem. It had been such a good restaurant that it was often a destination in and of itself for the locals.
There is one good steak house in the area but it's overpriced. The other restaurants are mostly mediocre chains. I looked through my recipes and came up with a dinner that I could cook in advance then reheat in the microwave.
The days seemed to slowly tick by as I waited for Jason to arrive. The morning of his arrival, I took my time in the shower and used a body scrub all over with a Frankincense and Myrrh scent to match my usual body wash. It made my skin soft and smooth all over. I added just a touch of rose oil after I got out of the shower. I love the combination of those scents.
I got to the hotel first. Traffic around here can be very unpredictable. A drive that might take 20 minutes one day could take an hour the next! Or even at a different time on that same day.
I left my bags in the trunk of my car. The insulated one contained food. The other had clothing, a couple of sex toys and a few other things. I got lucky and got a parking spot near the door so I wouldn't have to go far if I decided to go get them.
I sat on the couch that faced the door. I like to people watch. A few people came and went. There was nothing that really caught my interest until I saw my friend. She's a florist and was delivering some fresh floral arrangements. She didn't have time to talk as she had more deliveries to make. She just waved and gave me one of those looks that indicated that she was crunched for time.
I'm not usually nervous but I began to feel a bit nervous the longer I sat. I fanned out the hem of my dress and picked at imaginary lint. My dress was a maxi, sleeveless, low cut, in ruby red, a thin fabric with tiny buttons all the way down the front. I chose it not only because I liked the style but the name of that style was also my name! I wore slip on flats in gold, on my feet.
Eventually, Jason came in. He was just as handsome in person as I thought he would be. He took my hand and we walked to the desk so he could check in and get his key. The valet took his bag to his room.
We returned to the couch to chat for a bit until the evening social began. He continued to hold my hand as we chatted. He commented on my nail polish. It was fire engine red. I don't normally wear red polish because if it chips, I feel it looks unsightly. I usually wear a more subdued shade so if it does chip, it's not obvious. But I knew that he had a penchant for that color so I decided to indulge him. He asked if I had done my toes in that shade as well. I told him that I had. He made a satisfied sound and smiled at me. He let his hand stray up my bare arm and commented on how soft my skin was.
I smiled back and leaned into him, nuzzling my head on his shoulder. I could have stayed like that forever. It was so warm and comfortable. But I was suddenly snapped back to reality when a hotel worker walked by and invited us to the evening social.
We got lucky as there weren't many people at the social and there were no pesky little kids running around. We helped ourselves to some nibbles and got a couple of drinks. We found a table that was fairly secluded and sat down, facing each other.
As we enjoyed our food, I slipped off my right shoe and began to work my toes up inside the bottom of his pant leg, running them up and down his sock. He blinked a few times and smiled.
I took my foot out of his pant leg and motioned for him to come on my side of the table. He did. We sat very close together. He put his arm around me and I put my hand on his thigh, and stroked it lightly with my fingers. He seemed to freeze in place for a second. I noticed that he had started to get a bulge in his pants.
I looked around to see if anyone was watching us. They were not. I hiked up the bottom of my skirt until I could reach the buttons, then slowly and carefully unbuttoned them, a few at a time. I had to keep looking down. I didn't want to be obscene but I wanted enough buttons undone so he could feel what was underneath.
I whispered to him. "Normally I wouldn't have worn any panties but I know that you like them so I have some on." I put his hand on my knee. It was bare as my stockings were knee highs. He squeezed my knee. I put my hand over his and moved it slowly up my leg to indicate that he could keep going if he wanted to. He did. I lifted my leg and put it over his, allowing him access. I felt his fingers touch my crotch through my panties that were growing wetter and wetter by the second.
"What color?" He whispered in my ear.
"Pink. And you may keep them if you want."
I felt his fingers as they stroked me through the panties.
Both of us were lost in our own little world for a time. I failed to notice how many people had joined us but suddenly their voices buzzed in my ears. I glanced around, then put my hand over his, and removed it from where it was. I lifted his hand to my lips, kissed it and said that perhaps we should go somewhere more private.
I mentioned that I had some dinner in the car and that we could take it to his room and heat it up if he wanted. He said he thought that was a good idea.
We walked to my car with our arms around each other. He was such a gentleman! He carried both bags for me.
We were alone in the elevator. We hugged each other and kissed but it was over all too soon as his room was on the third floor. Nobody was waiting for the elevator as we stepped off so we moved to the side and kissed some more. My panties were so wet that I thought it might show through the back of my dress when I sat down.
