Samantha Pt 9
Please go read part 1 through 8 before reading this...
Anna comes for a visit (Part 1).
Anna and I texted a lot while trying to plan her visit. There weren't too many days I didn't hear from her and received a lot of naked pictures from her. Of course, I sent a lot back and yes masturbated a lot thinking about her. We planned her trip to Florida for weeks. She wanted to come for a long week during Christmas, but due to scheduling with her kids and her ex, she was unable to do that. She finally makes arrangements to come late Thursday night a few days after new years and stay until Sunday afternoon prior to everyone returning home for the first day of class. Anna booked herself a room at the local hotel, in her words; "just in case things didn't go as planned" but said she would have no problem staying with me or Bobby if we didn't mind. At that point I was still in my two-bedroom apartment I moved into when I moved out on my own. Bobby had moved some stuff in over the years (in my room) but the second bedroom was still a guest room / home office, so there was plenty of room for Anna.
I picked Anna up late from the airport and she looked good. We leapt into each other's arm as she exited the plane. She had put on a little weight and highlighted her hair, but above and beyond that she seemed the same. I went with her to grab her suitcase and we took the tram back to the parking lot and go tin my car. I was so happy to see her and was glad she was able to come down. The first questioned I asked her, "What happened with Mark?"
Anna replied, "We are slowly starting to talk more, but so far nothing major has happened. He is really leery of reconnecting because of what happened, so I am just giving him the time and space he needs."
I am truly disappointed in hearing that from her, but tell her, "If it's meant to be, it will happen."
It's only about a 10-minute drive form the airport to my place and before too long we are pulling up in my complex. I can tell Anna is spent and appears tired, plus the time change screws people up when flying. Anna and I sit inside my apartment for a while. She asks, "Where's Bobby?'
I tell her he'll be here tomorrow, he's out with friends. Him and a group of buddies usually do a big fishing trip this time of year, so as far as I know he's out on the boat, or at the marina drinking beer." Anna laughs aloud. We sit having a cup of tea and Anna says, "I need to get to sleep, I don't fly well and I am bushed."
I help her to the second bedroom, making sure she has all she needs. I give her a big hug and tell her I am glad she's here. I close the door behind me as I walk out. I shut all the lights off and head to my bedroom and figure I'll just watch some TV in my room until I fall asleep. As I lay in bed I really want to go to her room and lay next to her, or have her come knocking on my door. But I could tell she was tired and jet lagged, so I'll leave her be.
I awake the next morning and start brewing some coffee. A bit later Anna emerges from her room. She looks better and seems more alert.
"Good morning sunshine," I exclaim.
Anna smiles and says, "Good morning."
"What do you want to do today?" I ask.
Anna says, "I Don't know it's your town show me around. Let's go to the beach, let's have lunch, anything you feel is cool."
We decide to eat a light breakfast and head to the beach. We drive around a bit before and I show her the school I work for and some of the more popular tourist attractions. We have lunch at this quaint outdoor café and finally make it to the beach. It's a cooler day in Florida - at least to me it is -- but to her it's magnificent. I watch Anna play on the surf and run through the sand. She's having the time of her life and I'm getting the biggest kick out of it. After we head back to my place, we both shower and take a little nap before heading out to dinner.