Sitting all alone in my room, I knew I had hit rock bottom. I had just gone through one of the most horrific relationships I’d ever had. At least it was over and I was better off for it. Our sex life wasn’t the best but at least there was some sex in my life. Not the type of sex I desired or really needed, but you know even bad sex is good sex. I knew I wasn’t going to do without sex but what was I going to do. Sure I have my toys but what kind of a life is that, go to work, come home, indulge in self pity, then indulge in self-satisfaction with my toys. Masturbating day after day by myself isn’t the life I‘d hoped to be living at 30 years of age. Don’t get me wrong, I do enjoy my toys and enjoy masturbating but I want and need more than that just haven’t the foggiest where to find it. Then I remembered a friend from work had told me about her exploits on the Internet. She’d told me about all the steamy relationships she’d had online and now she’s met this wonderful man whom she’s been seeing in person or over a year. I didn’t know a damn thing about the Internet or computers but I decided, what the hell, I’m was going to find out. As lonely as I was feeling I figured it couldn’t hurt.
I found an online poker game that allowed you to chat with people from all over. After a few months I had met many nice people nice people, but I had my eye on one in particular. She was kinda quiet during poker games but in private chats she would open up. We talked for what seemed like years, but was really only a few months. She’s happily married to a nice fella and lives half way around the world from me. But she’s very intriguing and I’ve always wanted to meet her. We had exchanged pictures early on and I find her very attractive. She knows that I am sexually open to women, but she hasn’t made it clear whether or not she is. After talking with her for so long she has become my best friend. To some it may sound silly, because we’ve never met, but the chats we have are very intimate and I have grown quite close to her.
One day she suggested I come for a visit and I almost passed out on the spot. It’s like my every dream had just come true. Well, almost every dream anyway. I couldn’t help but wonder, how do I look at her without her knowing what I’m really thinking? What I’m really wanting to do to her? I just didn’t know if this was a good idea or not. I’ve never been very good at hiding my feeling and to look into someone’s eyes and not tell them how I feel has got to be the hardest thing in the world to do. On the other hand, how could I pass up this golden opportunity? Fuck it, if she figures me out then she figures me out. There was no way in hell I was going to passing this up. One $2000 ticket and 15 hours on a plane is nothing if I could look into her eyes just once.
That was two days ago, now here I am on a plane. The entire trip all I’ve been able to do is think of her looking into my eyes and knowing just how I feel. It’s taken everything I have to keep from vomiting. Lucky for me the hotel is close to the airport and I have a day to relax before seeing her. After this long ass ride I need the relaxation. While checking in the coincerierge hands me a letter.
My hotel room is very nice. King sized bed, Jacuzzi tub, the works. I unpack and lay down to relax as I open the letter I was given at the desk.
April,
Glad you made it safely hun. Please give me a call to let me know what room you’re in and how you’re doing. Can’t wait to see you.
Love, Tracy
Chills run thru me… I can smell her perfume. Seeing her handwriting turns me on. Now I know I’ve got it bad. Better call her, I don’t want her worrying. She answers the phone with sweetest ‘Hello’ I have ever heard.
“I’m here and settled in.”
“Oh good I was beginning to worry. What room are you in?”
“1059, I’m gonna jump in the tub then get some rest. Please call me in the morning and we’ll get together first thing.” I replied, hoping she didn’t hear the trembling in my voice.