This story is based on reality. The beginning is based on my experience. The story continues into fantasy.
I wrote this story as tribute and as a gift to the girl named Haley. Obviously not the real girl's name, the only share the first initial. I hope your enjoy this my H...
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I got off the motorcycle I had bought. This was going to be the culmination of one amazing journey in the making. My heart was beating and I wondered if she really meant all the things she said. I wondered if this was all really true. I had flown nearly twenty hours. But that was nothing compared to the ten years spent waiting.
I saw the shop getting ready to close and I made my way to enter before they did. I thought of surprising her when I entered town. I thought of possibly walking up to her as she excited the building, but she might not be alone. And that could look as if my she was being mugged. I didn't want my brown ass kick for some stupid planning.
But I changed my plan. So as I'm walking to the shop, it might be good to reflect on the journey that led to this place, to this time.
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It started just over ten years ago. I was at a low place in life in so many ways. So I started in online chatrooms. I signed up to various websites.Okay, yes and I was being kinky. I had my specific preferences, mainly roleplaying, but it evolved to being a voyeur and then sincerely wanting to get to know women online. But like most guys, I was thrilled at the sight of naked women. It was amazing to find women who wanted to have guys look at their naked bodies. Needless to say, it kept my erotic attention.
One particular one website, brought me in contact with various women with different kinks. And it was both free and I could stay anonymous. A few months after signing up, I saw a much younger girl post that she wanted someone to chat with. Well, she was willing to show her tits and pussy. Looking at her profile pictures I saw all of her hot slim bod and her face. She was gorgeous. So what could better than looking at a girl's naked pictures. Of course, watching her on cam.
I was amazed that this gorgeous white 19 year old wanted me and old 39 year old watching her slim sexy ass and hot cute tits. Oh yes I was very excited. I couldn't help rubbing one out while I watched her. I thanked her for the session.
I kept contact with her from then onward. Hailey was not exactly fitting into my preferences. I was looking for curvy older woman, she was slim and much younger than me, still exploring life and facing the instabilities of what was laying ahead. That very aspect about younger girls though, often brought out a caring protective part of me. Yes go figure, arousal and care at the same time. Yet something about her caught my attention. And not the mere fact that I wanted to jerk off watching her play with herself each time. Strangely, she welcomed the fact that I returned again and again. Most guys viewed her once or twice and then went searching for their next adventure. I kept in contact. I even encouraged her - for safety - to remove some of her pictures [even if I was loosing out]. I think she knew I was starting to care about her.
Life happened. We even had a number of fights and I feared loosing her. She went through various challenges from changing jobs and residence to different relationships. I was supportive since I knew I couldn't be with her physically. But Hailey and I stayed in contact. I especially enjoyed the times when I could comfort her. I really did cared her. Her way of showing me that she appreciated it, was often turn on her cam and letting me watch as she exposed her hot tits and ass for me. And also as she fucked her pussy. I can't deny that I enjoyed watching her as I took my cock out and jerked of. She liked that. She went as long, as hard and as kinky as she could to hear me say that I blew my load.
On my side life went on, change of jobs, kids growing up and the worst tragedy came when I became a widower. Hailey was there for me. Needless to say, we both wish she was close to comfort me in every way possible. And so time passed. ten years after we met, now a widower I decided to take a vacation in the States. Now I had gotten a lot of sex after becoming a widower. Women who wanted me before I got married, ones who got to know me when I was married and even some new ones. Yes my moral standards dropped. But there was one that I really wanted. That's a big part of why I took the trip. Needless to say, with American politics influencing travellers from other countries - getting to the US was not easy. But for her, hopefully it was worth.
I had worked out my three week vacation so that I could tour the US visiting some important sites. The second weekend in the States approach and on the Friday I had the motorcycle I had bought and was heading to a specific town where a special girl lived. I was entering the town and got to the motel I had rented. I booked in and then went searching for that special store where she was working. I saw it and tried to be as unnoticeable as possible. I bought a stupid t-shirt, but decided it might come in handy later. Then I saw her. Oh my did I ever. My jaw nearly hit the floor. My heart was already racing. But I was only here to take my plan closer to its final part. After I spotted her in the store I walked up to her and asked her some stupid question about the merchandise on display.
Speaking with her I led the conversation to something she had to admit that the store did not have in stock. Then I lunched into asking her how long it would take and if I could have her help me in the next few days. She apologised in saying that she's taking a few days off on leave - music to my ears. It took me a lot of convincing and planning to get her to take leave at the time I would be in town.
All this time I was glad I was not shaved. While chatting online with her, the few times she saw my face, I was shaved and only had a moustache. So there I was bearded and my hair dishevelled. Clearly she didn't recognise me, or she was too tired to concentrate. I then asked her if she was going on vacation, but she only replied that she just needed a break. I told her that vacations are always better with others. I told her about being on vacation and about a girl I'm looking for, abbreviating our situation.
Then I told her how I'd enjoy meeting my "mystery" girl. I looked her in her eyes. And then told her how I would want to walk up to her and tell her "hello Sunshine. How's my sexy comet doing?". (An illution to Haley's comet and a reference that was unique to me referring to her.) By now her eyes were big and starting to well up with tears. But before she could respond I pressed a note in her hand that told her I'd pick her up after work and then I turned to leave with the words...until tonight.
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So here I am, entering the store just before they close.
