Slowly raising my foot off the break at the change of the light, I took a breath. I wasn't sure what I was getting myself into and whether it might have been better to just stay home all weekend not doing anything. It was the weekend before Thanksgiving and my best friend had gone to Florida with his family. I had been invited to go with, but my work schedule refused to agree to my taking a long weekend off. Instead of settling with a boring weekend at home, I made the decision to drive to a hotel in Bumble-Fuck, Illinois to meet a friend.
My heart began to claw its way up my throat until I thought I was going to be sick. I repeatedly told myself aloud that I was absolutely insane for actually agreeing to meet Dennis. He wouldn't have been the first person I had met in person after first having a relationship online. The times before him had gone fairly well, no creeps. I figured I'd be an old hand at it by now.
I reviewed the directions I had printed, noting the fact that I was on the street of the hotel. Searching for his car, I immediately regretted having driven so many hours for this. Nonetheless, I had arrived. I fumbled in my purse for my phone, my hands actually shaking I was so scared. It rang twice before Dennis picked up and agreed to meet me outside.
The minute I saw him my anxiety vanished. Not only was he a million times more adorable in person than on his cam, but also his laugh and smile were the most infectious thing I had ever experienced. Of course, as was expected, my greeting consisted of a hug.
While studying our hotel room furnishings and lack there of, I came across a rather captivating painting. Nothing special about it, it was just very unusual. Coming up behind me asking me how my drive was, Dennis rested his hand on my lower back. I turned to look at him and tried to force myself not to just kiss him. He was so much sexier in person than in the pictures and extremely charismatic. I moved in closer to his face, informing him that this picture seemed fitting for our time together. I hardly gave him time to inquire as to what made me feel that way before our lips met and my arms were around him.
We began kissing softly, and it slowly began getting hotter and deeper. He turned us so that my back was against the wall and he began kissing down my neck. I pulled his face back towards mine and began massaging his lips with mine again. Slowing down a little, I gently bit his bottom lip releasing it and pulling away from his face to look at him. My eyes glowing green, like they do when I am turned on and excited, I gave him a seductive smile. I grabbed his hand in mine, and turned, pulling him towards the bed.