As the week went by, I couldn't control my desire and I decide to meet him. All our phone conversations had been so cool and witty and fun that besides the sexual connection I also felt this complicity and closeness to him that it pushed away the rational part in me and brought out the lively and adventurous one right out. To make matters much worse though, my decision was taken and was to be carried out especially in the worst week of the month for a woman...the one with my period. I tried to postpone for the following week, but he was very eager too and said he wanted to see me ASAP.
So we scheduled for him to pick me up at work and for us to go to his place for a drink ( which we both knew wasn't really the main attraction of the encounter )...
The day came and I worked all day anticipating seeing him later. The thought of his smile, his voice, and his eager hands made the day pass by quickly and with a faster heartbeat.
It was 6 pm and I left the school to meet him in the designated spot. I saw the car he had described and I smiled at him with a mix of excitement, curiosity and nervousness... I knocked on the glass window and then opened the door and got in... He said hello, I said hi, and we stared at each other for a few seconds. We didn't kiss, but he took my hand, held it into his and then started gliding his hand up and down my leg.
"Did you really have to wait forever to call me and meet me. My anxiety was killing me, you know? " he said smiling.
I smiled back and decided not to say anything back, I was really thinking "it's easy for you to say... but where does the gf fit into this whole situation?"
He drove fast and we got to his place. We ran up the stairs and we finally walked in. He locked the door, looked at me... and then he rushed towards me, grabbed my head between his hands and kissed me in firm, sexy, passionate way that made me want never to stop kissing. It was a mix of soft and strong and romantic and possessive, I wanted to keep going and going and going...
All the lines, questions that I had practiced in my mind went down the drain. He held me, sat down on the sofa and sat me on his lap. He then pulled me close and stopped kissing me only to lift my shirt and caress my breasts. I leaned my head back and enjoyed the tender nipple kissing... I could feel his erection in between my thighs and I suddenly stopped him to remind him that this would be it because of my current situation...
He said he knew and I could relax and we could just kiss for a while and enjoy the company. I smiled and got right back to kissing him madly, truly, deeply...
It was sooo good, delicious, wonderful... I was burning for him and wanted more and more and more...
We barely talked since we couldn't keep our hands off each other. I had to go back to work so I asked him to take me back... He drove me there, having his hand constantly on my leg and telling how happy he was to have seen me.
Adorable, adorable, adorable is all I could think. At the same time I thought ... "Be careful Anna, this is a guy you could love...and he can only offer you sex"
He kissed me goodbye, sparkles all over again... It just felt so good, so right, such a perfect fit...
I walked away feeling light, silly and charmed ... There will definitely be a second round for this ....
