He ALWAYS gives me butterflies, and this moment, is no different.
We've waited so long to actually meet face to face. For years, we were virtual lovers. We met on an online Golf game, and he introduced me to virtual sex. I had NO IDEA, virtual sex could be as hot, as real life sex.
Finally, he was able to make a visit from the Southern states, to the West Coast.
When he messaged me and informed me that my dreams were finally going to come true, and he was soon going to be with me physically, in person, I couldn't believe it. I thought he was just messing with me. But, then, he gave me a date, a flight number, and a gate number, and asked if I could pick him up from the airport.
I needed to make some arrangements...mainly a Hotel room for us to stay in.
I always wanted to Fuck in a glass elevator, looking over the twinkling city lights at night. Stuck between floors up high, and him, sticking me, between my legs.
I spent 3 hours getting myself ready for him...packing very little, as i was sure we wouldn't be going out much. Then a hot shower, making sure I didn't miss a single body hair. My make up and Hair were next. I pulled out every outfit I owned from my closet and dresser. What a mess!! But, I wanted to look perfect. I finally decided on a cute little black knit dress, that hugged all of my curves perfectly. It wasn't short, but, it was above my knees. It was gathered wide at the waist line with pleats, and had cut out shoulders, with sleeves that just went past my elbows. It was a sexy little number. I put on my black lace bra, which looked super sexy all by itself.
I was rummaging through my underwear drawer, when I decided I wasn't going to wear any. I also decided to leave off any stockings. I put on my strappy, black, 4" heels, and walked over to the full length mirror for a look at myself. Damn, I looked good!
When I pulled up to arrivals, there he was, standing there, looking at all of the cars arriving. I stared at his handsome face for a minute, before I got out of the car. As I am walking towards him, he's still looking over me at the cars pulling in. I'm almost in front of him, when he looks down and sees me. I watch his eyes move down my body, and back up to my face. He flashes me a huge smile as I embrace him with a hug. I hug him tightly, and when I let go and step back, he puts 2 fingers under my chin, and stares in my eyes. He then tells me, "I'm going to do something I've been dying to do for the last 6 years."
He leans down and softly kisses my lips. At first, it's so light, I can barely feel his lips touching mine. But then he parts my lips with his tongue, and I open up for him, gladly. He deepens our kiss, our tongues circling and teasing each other. God, this man can kiss!
He breaks our kiss with a smile on his face, and a smile on mine. "Shall we go, and get out of the way?"
As we leave the airport, he reaches over and grabs my hand, weaving our fingers together. I can't stop smiling. I NEVER thought this would EVER be a reality. It's surreal, and I'm wondering if I am really awake, or dreaming.
I drive downtown, and stop at a swanky restaurant. It's REALLY popular and REALLY busy, so, I take his hand and lead him into the bar area. With luck, we find 2 seats at the bar that are next to each other. I order a whiskey/water, and he orders a beer. After we each have a couple of drinks, and visit for a bit, we look at the menu and order something to eat.
Dinner was good, and conversation flowed smoothly. All evening, my pussy ached...she KNEW she was going to get abused in all the right ways, and she was being very impatient. Especially when he would occasionally steal a kiss in between conversation. She would throb, like there was a construction site doing work on her.
The Hotel was about 6 blocks away, but, it was a beautiful summer evening. It was about 75 degrees outside still, and, I needed the walk, to hopefully calm my nerves.
It's now almost 2am, so we pay our bill, and start walking. Laughing and talking. I may have had a slight buzz...a little liquid courage, as I was nervous about our first REAL contact. Sure, We had fucked each other senseless on the internet, but, this was the real deal, and i wanted it to be just as perfect, just as good, as it was in cyber-space.
He holds my hand as we walk towards the Hotel. I can see it getting closer, and my pussy starts her ritual. Throbbing and aching with anticipation. He's ALWAYS done this to her...without even talking or touching, she has always responded to him. Just seeing his name on the computer screen, excited her.
As we reach the Hotel, he, naturally, heads for the main entrance. Gripping his hand tighter, i give it a little pull and head towards the other side of the Hotel. He looks down at me, confused, but follows my lead anyway. It's now about 2:30am, and there is hardly anyone out, or seemingly awake. As we near the elevator, it's quiet, empty.
When I made the reservations, I requested one of the upper floors. As high up as they could put us. They had one room left on the 17th floor. I took it.
