Check-Mate

Chapter Two

I didn't know or anticipate that I would fall this hard. When I saw her, I couldn't take my eyes off her. I thought she was the most beautiful woman that I had ever seen. I knew I had to have her for myself. Those gorgeous suntanned legs and long flowing coffee brown hair were breathtaking. Her smile was radiant. I vowed to move heaven and earth to make her mine. Some may say she's not the type you take home to Momma but that didn't matter to me. I just had to have her.

I wanted to have her long legs wrapped around my back with them crossed at the ankles tightly and me laying on top of her with our bodies tightly pressed together, my swollen rod inside of her, pushing into her sweet box filling up her walls, while the nails of her beautifully manicured magenta finger nails were scratching her initials into the small of my back sweet agony; both of our bodies glistening from sweat due to the heat arising from the flames of our lovemaking.

Our telephone conversations went on at great length. We talked and talked for hours over the phone, days on end. She was such a warm, pleasant woman to talk with. 

I really enjoyed our conversations never wanted them to end. I couldn't wait to meet her face to face. See the actual face behind the ever so lovely and sexy voice. Even now, to this day when we speak over the phone, I can't help but get heated and my dick rises to full attention. She does this to me. I want her. She's the sweetest woman I've met, that I can't imagine myself with anyone else but her.

Terrell feels strongly that he has met the woman of his dreams. The woman he has been searching for most of his adult life. He's come across may of women, some good and some not so good. That's why he's single to this day. Terrell's phone rings and startles him from his thoughts, looking at the caller id, all of his teeth start to show and that pole in his pants rises immediately.

Hi sexy, I was just thinking of you. How are you?

Hi baby. I'm good. I was thinking of you and wanted to call and say hi, Answered the sultry female voice on the other end of the phone. How's my baby doing today?

I'm doing good sweetie. You know you got me hard as hell, right?

No, I don't but I love it and I love you. I want to see you.

When we do see each other, it's going to be a day and night where we're going to need oxygen and water. Terrell smiled in the receiver at the thought of making love to his dream woman. The woman he has fallen so in love with that he can't stop thinking of her.

I can see us laying together. Our bodies pressed together as one; our hands exploring each other's bodies. While kissing, caressing, and fondling; making love until we have no breath and fluids left.

You mean so much to me. This distance is driving me crazy. I can't wait until you get here for good. Everything is going to be okay. No more worries or problems, baby.

I'm counting down the days. In two weeks, I'll be there. The move will be good for the both of us. Just six weeks ago, we met due to a wrong phone number and look at us now. He does work miracles.

He? He who? Terrell asked with concern in his voice.

The Man upstairs silly. She replied with a hearty laugh. 

Oh my bad. I got worried for a moment. He laughed.

On a serious note baby, have you told anyone about us and that I'm coming out there, especially your sister? I wonder what she's going to say. You told me the two of you are really close. I'm just wondering.

So much has been going on that I hadn't had the time to tell my sister. She had to go out of town on a business trip with her bosses and when she came back, she had been so busy with work and me with the promoting new clubs in the area. Plus, I had been working on my townhouse getting it together for your final arrival. I want to make sure that you're comfortable and there's room for your things. This will be a new beginning for the both of us.

Okay, I hope she doesn't trip. I'm in no mood for an altercation. I'm not coming out there to be fighting with anyone especially any one of your family members. I want to get to know them and for them get to know me. I wish I could have met your family when I was there a while back.

There's nothing to worry about, you'll be okay.

Terrell remembering a telephone conversation he had with his dream woman after she left Cali to go back to her home state.

Remembering the day she touched down at The International Airport of Los Angeles. Terrell almost lost his tongue and his mind when he saw her. She was wearing a short orange and line skort set with purple heels, carrying a royal blue handbag. She looked like the colors of a rainbow. Her coffee brown hair was flowing below her shoulders onto her lime blouse which was very low cut, leaving little to the imagination of cleavage. She was looking way thicker than a snicker for a lady of her caliber.

She comes down the escalator, right hand on the moving rail with a slight lean. Through her multi-colored Chanel sunglasses, she spotted Terrell not far from the baggage claim and thought to herself, Damn, he is fine. Honey milk chocolate skin. Look at that physique; I bet he taste good. He is wearing those jeans; I love a man that looks good in his clothes, As she descended down the escalator and began to walk in the direction of where Terrell stood. He turned to his right and spotted her as she came towards him. She removed her sunglasses to get a better look at him. That's when they locked eyes as if no one was in the airport but the two of them.

Terrell stepped forward, towards her and wrapped her in his muscular arms. The moment he had been waiting for had finally arrived. He has his dream lady in his arms. 

Squeezing her lightly, he doesn't want to let her go. He gave her a kiss that would make someone gasp and wondered if they were going to swallow each other whole; the kind of kiss that would leave one panting and out of breath. Being that close to each other both of them could feel the heat between them rise; their hands began to explore the bodies of the other when a traveler walked past them to the baggage claim cleared his throat.

Whispering and out of breath, Terrell's hot breath whispers in her right ear, I guess we had better grab your luggage before we really forget where we are.

I think we should.

Once her luggage is retrieved, they find Terrell's car in the parking lot. Terrell is so happy to have him with her; he can barely keep his eyes on the road. His right hand is planted on her left thigh, resting mainly between her thighs while her left hand was resting on the back of his head. Being that the traffic in L.A. is so congested this mid-morning, Terrell takes it upon himself to let his fingers roam up the loose portions of the material of her skort. Feeling the heat coming from under the skort, his fingers took on a mind of their own and ventured further north. 

His arms were long; therefore he has a good reach. At least, he has reached the delightful triangle and could feel its wetness. The wetness causes him to feel around for the opening of the triangle; he finds it and his middle finger slides right in as if it was being sucked into an abyss. He looks over and see's the look on his lady's face which is that of pure relaxation. She has slid down in the passenger seat to make the entrance to her wet box an easy access for Terrell's fingers. Her head is laid back on the headrest; she's now parted her legs and is holding on to the door with her right hand as if her life is dependent upon it. Thank goodness the door is locked and she has on her seatbelt. The more his fingers travel inside of her hotbox, the more she begins to gyrate in her seat, assisting his fingers, which he has now inserted two more fingers into her wetness, to go further into make her squirm more in her seat. At this point they both are panting and can't wait to arrive at their destination, Terrell's home, where the lovemaking would be non-stop well into the evening.