It was just after last New Years when she had finally decided to go on one of the online dating sights. Her sister had been encouraging her for several years to do it. The first one she tried sucked her right in. It was a blast shopping for guys. But after almost a whole year nothing had even come close to the kind of attraction she had hoped to feel for someone. It had been a flattering experience from how popular she was, but oh well, she'd been alone for what seemed like most of her life.
Then he found her and messaged her, and things changed. He caught her attention from the first picture she saw, not to be shallow, but in the chemistry game, looks counted, too, right? And he had something weird with his eyes. All her life, for some damn reason she was compelled by goofy eyes. At least three of her boyfriends throughout school had various crooked eyes. She loved them. His sense of humor was atypical, too. Very cool.
He had contacted her from across several states. Alas, this was a repeating pattern, only long distance men had looked good, damn it. But he was worth it, she was hooked. His name was Aaron. He wasn't American, she didn't think, and he was exotic somehow, she knew. He said he had been in the country for three years with his mother from a place she didn't recognize, but felt she would learn about in time.
Thinking back to this now she smiled to herself. What she hadn't known then! Exotic... oh yah.
They had fallen about as much in love as you could from emails and phone calls until the time finally came when he was to fly up. She was so amped to meet him everything had become a blur running up to then. As she drove to the airport she was feeling her energy building in a good way. She knew they would be pleased with each other, but she had to admit she was pretty nervous. And she couldn't wait to look directly into his eyes.
"Calm down, Buddy," she said to her big dog who was feeling the vibe, too. She'd brought him along partly to break the ice. And he went everywhere with her usually.
"You're going to be so happy when you see how happy I am." She told him. "We might just have the best Christmas ever!" It was a risky time for a first meet, but neither of them could wait any longer. And it was going to be great!
They waited in the loading zone, both excited, and fogging up the windows. Watching the various ordinary people file out the doors seemed endless. And finally that was it, no one else. Her heart was pounding, from anticipation and now let down. And then she saw him. He was taller than she had even hoped (why was this a turn on?) and smiling a crooked smile, to match his eyes.
She jumped down out of the truck and they grinned at one another until he bent down and swept her into a tight hug. She could feel his strong torso and legs against her and she knew her days of endless masturbation were coming to an end.
Laughing she squeezed him and said, "You feel so good!" It was all she could think of. He answered that he was very glad to be here, and she thought his voice seemed to vibrate a little lower than she remembered. Oh well, everything's better in person.
When they opened the truck Buddy immediately started growling, though. Something she had not expected.
"Buddy!" I laughed, "This is Aaron, you big goofball." Pat pat. And sure enough when he let Buddy smell his hand my big canine began to lick him profusely. Maybe even a bit excessively, because the next thing we knew, Buddy had soaked his sleeve and was working his way up.
"Geez, dog, don't eat him. Save some for me!"
"Yes, baby. Your pup has a bigger need for me than you, it seems." And as we pulled onto the freeway it felt like the world was ours indeed. I was certainly floating. I had gotten a delicious kiss before we took off and the lingering taste of his mouth had upped my eagerness. What was that flavor? Why did everything seem so otherworldly?
Since the beginning we had been flirting very sexually. I was a basket case of horniness and sent my vibe across the ether to my hunky guy whenever he'd let me. I was given juicy descriptions of the effect I had on him in return and he was always amused by how often I pleasured myself. I had even sent him pictures I had taken of my naked little body to tempt him even more, but the one picture he had sent to me of himself unclothed had been fuzzy enough to drive me crazy. What was that I was seeing at the end of his dick? Give me more, but no more pictures had been sent.
We pulled into my long driveway and through the grove of ponderosas towering over my whole property. Everything was a bit overgrown, my "Russian" yard. I opened the truck and Buddy bolted rudely out. Aaron leaned over and pulled me towards him. His eyes were Hazel alright. With a lot a shimmery gold in them. It was the first chance we had taken to stare and smile into each others faces. I was in love. My heart was really beating. And to top the moment it started to snow.
