I drove up outside Cheyanne's building and as I turned off the motor, I wondered what she'd be like in real life?
I'd met Cheyanne in an Internet chat room a few nights before and we seemed to get on very well together.
Sure, she was younger than me, but while we chatted, age didn't seem to matter to either of us.
I looked at myself in the rear-view mirror and satisfied that I looked halfway human; I stepped out of the car.
I'd brought a bottle of Southern Comfort for us to drink as she'd told me she liked it as well.
I knocked on the door to her unit and waited.
When Cheyanne opened the door, I couldn't get over just how lovely she looked in real life.
Yes, I'd seen the picture she had of herself in her profile, but here, standing before me, stood a vision of loveliness.
She stood a few inches shorter than me and when she smiled, it lit up her whole face.
"Hi there." She said, allowing me to enter the lounge room.
There'd been a hint of nervousness in her voice, which was expected as she was inviting a stranger into her home.
"Hi there yourself Cheyanne." I replied, leaning forward to lightly kiss her on the cheek.
I didn't want to rush things with her.
Even though I came on as a stud on-line, in actual fact, I tended to be quite shy in real life.
Cheyanne lead me to the lounge and as I sat down, I checked out the unit as one does when they first enter a new dwelling.
I saw that she'd decorated her unit quite nicely and in good taste.
Just as well that we were meeting here instead of my unit, as my place didn't look quite so good.
Cheyanne poured us both a drink and as we chatted about the people we'd met on the Internet, I saw that she was starting to relax in my company.
Looking at her sitting there on the lounge beside me, I couldn't help but be very impressed with what I saw.
Her blonde hair came just below her shoulders.
But it was her eyes that totally captivated me; they seemed to draw me into her.
I still didn't bother to make any moves on her.
I wanted her to trust me fully before anything like that happened.
After we'd been speaking for a while, I remembered that I'd promised her I'd show her another chat site I was using at the time.
"Would you like me to show you that chat site?" I asked her.
"Yes please, it sounds exciting." Cheyanne replied, smiling at me.
So she turned on her computer and I started to download the chat site for her.
I could smell the perfume that she'd put on and my nose wanted more of it, but not yet.
While we were on-line waiting for the chat site to finish downloading, Cheyanne went into the chat room that we met each other in.
While we were in there, someone brought up the fact that there was chat rooms meet in town tonight.
"Awe... can we please go to the meet, Brian?" Cheyanne asked me with a winning smile.
Who was I to refuse this lovely lady?
"Sure we can." I replied, even though all I wanted to do was be alone with this beautiful lady.
So I waited until Cheyanne had gotten ready to go into town.
It was decided that we'd go in by train and leave my car at her place so that I could have a few drinks as well.
I won't drink and drive.
When we arrived in town and were walking down towards where the chat meet was, Cheyanne said to me; " I hope you don't mind, but can we just be friends tonight?"
Even though I was disappointed in the turn of events, I wasn't about to ruin a good night with her anyway.
"Sure, that'd be fine." I told her.
Maybe she didn't like older men?
Maybe she didn't like me?
But then that happens from time to time, so I wasn't all that put off.
I didn't know too many people at the party, so mainly just stood back and watched Cheyanne as she danced and chatted to the other chatters.
I couldn't believe how someone hadn't snapped up Cheyanne yet.
After all, she was gorgeous and smart to boot.
As I stared at her beautiful body, I wondered at what might have been if she'd not decided to just be friends?
Somehow I just knew that she'd have made a sensational lover.
She certainly had the body for it.
Finally, the party began to break up.
I'd had far too many drinks to drive safely, but as Cheyanne wasn't interested in me, I knew I couldn't spend the night there with her.
We caught a taxi back to Cheyanne's place and just as we were pulling up behind my car, I said to her; " If you don't mind, I'll just crab a cup of coffee before heading home ok?"
"Oh, Brian. I couldn't let you drive home like that." She replied; " you can stay the night here." She added.
"Are you sure?" I asked, no wanting to push my luck with her.
"Yes." She smiled.
I paid the cabbie and walked behind Cheyanne into her unit.
As I walked into the unit, Cheyanne went over to the kitchen to make us both a cup of coffee.
I sat down on the lounge and studied her profile.
God, she looked gorgeous.
I checked her arse and legs out.
What I'd have given to have her naked right then.
Cheyanne handed me my cup and we sat there chatting for maybe another 10 minutes and I could see that she was tired.
"I'll sleep on here tonight, Cheyanne." I told her, indicating the lounge.
"No Brian, you can sleep with me, so long as you behave yourself." She giggled.
That shocked me; I wasn't expecting Cheyanne to offer her bed to me.
As Cheyanne used the toilet to freshen herself up a bit, I stripped off and got into her bed.
Cheyanne walked into the bedroom a few minutes later wearing a nightie.
She slipped into bed and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
"Good night, Brian." she said turning away from me.
"Night Cheyanne." I replied moving closer behind her and placing my arm around her waist.
Cheyanne didn't complain about me spooning in behind her.
I could feel the heat coming from her body through her nightie onto my naked chest.
I'd left my underpants on, not really expecting to make love to Cheyanne tonight.
Not that it stopped me from becoming horny.
Who wouldn't have gotten horny with this lovely creature beside them?