“I still can’t believe I am doing this!!” The thought keeps running over and over in my mind as I scan the departure and arrival board, watching for his plane to come in. I find what I am looking for, the time and the gate. Glancing at my silver wristwatch, I see its due in a half hour. “Might as head that way.” I think, I clutch my purse and make my way towards gate 6.
It only takes me 10 minutes to walk to the gate; I keep glancing at my wristwatch as I walk. I have 20 minutes to kill and I hate waiting. I might as well make sure I look good, since I am afraid that he will some how end up being disappointed. Even though he always makes sure to call me sexy, which I love. I see a bathroom to my right, so I walk on over and head in.
Hair looks good. It had better; after all I spent an hour on it, compared to my usual 20 minutes. But I want to look perfect for him to allow him to be in total awe. Eye shadow not smudged. Which is a miracle, since it’s usually gone in 5 minutes. But I did put some extra time into everything this morning, since I want to please him with my appearance. Lips, looking full and soft. With the prefect shade of lipstick, that works so well with my complexion and has a hint of shimmer to it. A color that’s very kissable, I think to myself. Outfit, looking good. A lil casual, but very sexy. A ¾ sleeve shirt that ends just below my belly, green in color, because it goes so well with my wranglers. And of course, my favorite white tank top, that b/c I button my shirt up you can see only a tiny piece of the material. My favorite pair of wrangler, that are almost a little too tight, but give my butt a nice shape. And of course, my boots, I can’t seem to go anywhere with out them. I think he will approve.
I leave the restroom, satisfied with my appearance. Checking my watch yet again, I see another 10 minutes has gone by. I decide to wait towards the gate, hoping to see him before he sees me. I don’t know why, but I just want to see him first. I hope I can recognize him, I’m so afraid that I will not. But just in case, I had made a little sign. James Smith. For some reason, I would have though he would have had a more exciting name, he is soo exciting. And smart, funny, very sexy, and very talented. And he has one of those big cocks. Just thinking about him and that gorgeous cock, made my mouth water and I felt that familiar tingling between my legs.
“Stacey!” I yelled at myself, in my head. “Don’t think about that, just think about that, just think about what the hell you are going to say when you see him!!!
IT feels like an eternity, holding my sign, craning my neck to see him walk towards the gate. It seems like time is just trickling by, barely moving. Do I see him? That could be him. Tall, handsome, lovely smile, nice build and looking good. I smile and hold my sign up a little more. IT must be him, he sees my sign and his smile lights up even more.
“So Stacey, we finally meet in person.” He says, taking my hand and kissing it.
“Yes James, we finally do meet.” I reply, a smile gracing my lips.
A little over an hour later, we are enjoying coffee at a small café that’s not very far from the airport.
“So do you like Ohio so far?? Not that you have seen much of it.” I ask, taking a sip of my cooling coffee.
“Well” he says, looking straight into my green eyes, “ The parts that I have seen so far, I’m liking it very much. But I defiantly want to see some more.” His hand slides across the table and gently strokes my own. The tingling feeling between my legs has started again, only this time so much stronger and so much more persistent.
“Well James, I think that can be arranged. I know of a nice little place to start.” I say, crossing my legs.
“ Then what are we waiting for Stacey?”
“For you to pay for the coffee.”
Down from the café, is a nice 4-star hotel. I take James’ hand and lead the way. We stop first at my truck, to get my bag and James’ luggage. Soon we are in the lobby and we get a room. On the elevator ride up I ask, “ Is this the part of Ohio that you wanted to see?”