I am not sure that she was ever expecting me but I showed up on her doorstep today. I had met Claire on an airplane and she had given me the best orgasm I had ever experienced. I was now inducted into the Mile High Club and had wanted to repay the favor. Prior to her fingers probing my cunt we had chatted and we found out that only five blocks separated us. She had scribbled down her address so I assumed that was an invitation.
I had been obsessing over her all day. Walking through the office every blond women reminded me of her but no one could match that sultry voice she has. I swear, give that women a 900 number and a credit card machine and she could get any man or women off in one minute. The morning was passing slowly so I took an early lunch and decided to shop for some new undergarments.
In the dressing room I watched my self in the mirror and became self conscious wondering what Claire would think of each item I tried on. Am I falling in love? It was a thought but I quickly ignored it and decided on a set of lingerie. I was in the mood for something a bit revealing. I bought a nearly see-through half-cup teddy that lifted me up a bit. Although my 34C bust is a knockout on their own I felt like giving them more jiggle. For my nether region I chose a new garter belt with black hose and no panties. I hurried back to the office and changed in the executive bathroom. In my anticipation of seeing Claire again I passed the time searching for Faith Hill pictures on the internet.