I slide the keycard into the slot, the light blinks green. Pushing the door open I am engulfed in darkness with only the nighttime city lights beyond shining through the 11th floor window creating a silhouette of a woman sitting in a chair. The door latches behind me eliminating the hall light making the room even darker. Just standing there letting my imagination run wild, trying to think of what to say, the figure stands up revealing a gorgeous figure draped in what appears to be some sort of sheer material. The figure begins to walk towards me; my heart begins to pound, instantly thinking back to the countless chat conversation we had. The way we got to know each other from the silly things of the type of music we like the honest revelations of our innermost desires, and how we surprisingly had similar fantasies.
As the figure reaches me a wafting of jasmine washes over me, my heart skips a beat and then begins to pound even harder literally making it audibly noticeable. She is now standing in front of me, but we never touch. In the darkness I can feel her eyes piercing mine, I can feel the warmth of her lips near mine, the desire to reach out and grab her becomes intense, but we don't. We continue to experience the presence of each other, experiencing what it's like to be near each other after such a long time of knowing each other through written word.
After what feel like hours but may have only been minutes I feel her lips moving closer. My heart is beating so hard it becomes difficult to control my breathing, but I lean in ever so slowly as well, until our lips barely touch. That minute impact immediately told us that every thought we previously shared, every fantasy that told us we were a complete match, was immediately confirmed.
In one motion my body lunges into hers, my hands reach behind her lifting her into the air and pulling her into me so that she wraps her legs around my waist. Her hands, her fingers run through my hair as our kiss quickly turns into a deep passionate kiss. My body turns and steps to the wall, gently slamming her into the wall. The soft thud becomes a turn on for us both. Putting her feet back on the ground, she is now pinned between my body and the wall.
Her hands roam my body looking for every button, every zipper, my belt, undoing it all in one motion pulling my clothes to the floor, leaving only my black boxer briefs on. My hands in a similar fashion explore her body as to undress her, only finding the belt for her sheer robe like cover and the straps running over her hips holding her thong on. Pulling the belt the sheer robe falls to the floor.
Our kisses continue in a soft deep manner, learning all about each other in ever kiss. My kiss moves from her lips, down her neck, between her breasts. Her hands rise back to my hair, running her fingers from the base to the top then gripping my hair tight almost to the point where she is pulling my hair. With minimal pressure I can feel her pushing my head further down her body. My body continues down forcing me to my knees. I begin to kneel on my right knee, lifting my left knee up so my left foot is on the ground.
