The Weekend

By Crissy ©2004

It was finally going to happen; today she was going to meet him in person, face to face, for the first time.   They met online a few months before in an online community and hit it off immediately.   Their relationship had gotten pretty steamy, she never thought that she would get involved in an online affair, she wasn’t looking for romance and thought that online relationships were a waste of time and never ever worked.   How could you get to know anyone over the internet?  

She was divorced and in another hopeless relationship but that wasn’t anything new.   She had a habit if finding men who were incapable of emotional commitments and she had a tendency of being pretty intense.   Something she found most men have a problem with.   She had vowed never to have another serious relationship once this one was finally over and felt safe with the online romance, distance kept it safe and she could always disappear if she wanted out.   She never expected her feelings to get this strong, she was just looking for some fun, someone to play with and keep that fire in her burning so she’d feel alive.   It seemed harmless enough, some friendly fun but it was becoming real today and that scared and confused her.   She didn’t trust her feelings and told herself constantly that it was just fantasy and sex, two people who needed the extra attention.   In her mind they were just a couple of people having fun and even though she was going to meet him, it would never be serious... just living out a fantasy.   Another heartbreak was the last thing she wanted to set herself up for.  

So many questions ran through her mind as she boarded the plane.   She must be crazy flying off to meet him; she could be in for a huge let down.   Would he be attracted to her, would they have anything to say to each other?   What would they talk about?   Would they have sex, would it be as romantic and hot as they had online?   Online sex, she used to wonder how in the hell that could that be satisfying.   She found out how much pleasure could come from words on a computer screen.   Had she been totally honest with him?   What if he didn’t like her?   Her emotions were all mixed up.   She kept telling herself that she wanted nothing more than to live out this fantasy and whatever happened after that didn’t really matter… but in the back of her mind she knew that it was more than that.   She wanted them to become lovers with more secret meetings; she wanted to take it off the internet and into the real world.   She wanted a real relationship but not full time and no commitments, just sex and friendship... a friend and fuck buddy.   This was insane.   It was too late to change her mind, the plane was taking off… she was committed.  

It was a long flight; time was passing so slowly, it seemed like an eternity.   She was bored with the movie and couldn’t concentrate on the book she brought to read on the 6 hour flight.   The woman in the seat next to her was busy typing away on her laptop...   She was happy to have a window seat.   She stared out the window at the clouds below… imagining every scenario possible as to how the weekend would go.  

“This is the captain speaking; we will be landing in 15 minutes…”   His voice startled her out of her daydream, she was more nervous than ever.   She got up and used the ladies room, freshened up, checked her make-up, brushed her hair and returned to her seat.    The seat belt sign came on so she buckled up, preparing for the unknown and what was going to happen over the next two days.  

He was just arriving at the airport, only 15 minutes until her plane landed.   He was running a little late and was nervous, what if her flight came in early and she was waiting?   He had stopped at the florist and bought a dozen roses, she said she loved peach colored roses.   He parked the car and headed to the arrivals level.   He just got to the gate when the doors opened… where is she, so many people coming through the gate at once, did she change her mind?  

She came though the door and saw him immediately.   Tall, handsome, strong, just like his pictures.   He saw her and smiled and walked toward her.   Just as he got to her she let go of the handle of her bag, he picked her up, she wrapped her arms around his neck… it felt good.   They embraced, holding each other; she kissed his neck and told him she was happy to finally meet him.   This didn’t feel like a meeting with a stranger, she was suddenly calm.   He put her down, smiled and told her he was happy to meet her and her pictures didn’t do her justice.   He kissed her gently, grabbed her bag, took her hand and headed for the door.   Her feelings were intense and she was lightheaded, so far so good.  

When they got to the car, he told her that the hotel was about a 30 minute drive and asked if she wanted to stop for something to eat on the way, she said no… she wanted to get to the hotel first and see what happened.   If things started going bad she could always suggest dinner later and then send him home, she was leaving all of her options open.   He had a houseful of family so the hotel was perfect and she wasn’t at his mercy, she insisted on paying for the room herself so he couldn’t object if she decided that this wasn’t really what she wanted.   No commitments, no obligations. This arrangement was safe and she didn’t feel like she owed him anything.  

After checking in, the bell hop took them up to the room, it was perfect.   Her travel agent had found a room that had everything she asked for.   A sitting area with a sofa, a king size bed, a gorgeous view of the river, a garden tub with Jacuzzi jets, a separate shower and free movies, just in case things didn’t work out.     It was also close to restaurants, a huge mall, and the local tourist spots; again, in case things didn’t work out.   She had all the bases covered.  

He quickly unpacked, took the chilled bottle of wine from his bag, poured two glasses, put them on the coffee table and sat on the sofa.   She finished unpacking, went into the bathroom to put more things away.   She folded her lingerie and put it in one of the drawers in the bathroom, she was going to surprise him with a little leather, silk and black lace… and a few toys she brought along.  

She joined him on the sofa and they talked for over an hour getting to know each other better, it was like they had been friends for a long time, conversation was easy.   He suggested they go to dinner so she went in and changed into a black leather mini skirt, a red button up lace blouse with the top few buttons unbuttoned, a black lace bustier, thong and heels that laced around her ankles.   She had a nice tan and didn’t need to wear hose.   Things were going well and it was time to move on to the next phase of her plan… the big tease and seduction.   She grabbed the little leather jacket and they headed for the restaurant.   The concierge told them about a nice steak and seafood restaurant about two blocks away that had dancing, they decided to give it a try and since it was so close, they decided to walk.   The concierge called the restaurant and described them and made a last minute reservation, lucky for them he was close friends with the maitre d’.   It was a nice summer evening, not to warm with a gentle breeze; the sun was just beginning to set.   The cirrus clouds were aglow with reds and oranges turning to purples as the sun set lower in the sky.  

They went into the restaurant and the maitre d’ told them the concierge had made a reservation for them and it would be about 20 minutes, he then directed them to the bar suggesting a drink while they wait.   The bar was cozy with a dance floor and a band was setting up for the evening, it looked like a rockin place and they decided that after they finished dinner they would come back to the bar and check it out.   They were half way through their drink when they heard his name called.

They were seated in a cozy booth near a window with a view of the water.   It was very romantic, candles burning on the table, a small floral arrangement and music playing in the background.    Conversation had been good since he picked her up at the airport and she found him very attractive, her mind wandered to what she wanted to do to him…    He was thinking along the same lines, enjoying the conversation and her outfit was driving him crazy.   Every now and then she would lean forward, revealing her lace bustier and round tits and her skirt was revealing more leg than he thought he would see at dinner.  She took the olive out of her martini and sucked it into her mouth, looking in his eyes.   Then she kissed him, sneaking her tongue in his mouth for just an instant, then she ran her finger over his lips, still staring into his eyes.   He remembered how hot she was online when they talked sex, but he never imagined that she’d be that hot in person.   He was anxious to see what was under her leather skirt and moved his hand down to her thigh, sliding his hand up her skirt, feeling her lace thong under her skirt.   She gently turned toward him, spreading her legs slightly, resting her hand on his thigh as they talked, her every move was turning him on.  

They both ordered lobster and enjoyed it with a bottle of wine.   As she opened her mouth for a bite of his lobster, dripping with butter, he thought about how much he wanted to taste her.    She fed him a bite and then kissed the butter off his lips, using her tongue and lips to gently lick and suck the butter away.   This was the most sensual dinner either of them had ever experienced.   They passed on desert and went into the bar for an after dinner drink and a few dances.   The band was just starting to play, it was a hard, beat driven song and they hit the dance floor and man, could she dance.  

She was shaking her hips and shimmying, her full breasts were bouncing in her partially unbuttoned blouse.   She would dance close, rubbing against him as she shimmied down and then back up, and then pull away and shake her hips and shimmy again, keeping perfect rhythm with the music.   He grabbed her and spun her around then drew her in close and tight… the song ended.   The next song was slow and easy, he never let go of her and could feel her breasts against his chest, she could feel him getting aroused.   As they danced he rubbed the small of her back, he held her close.   She whispered in his ear all the things she wanted to do to him.   She wanted him right there, she wanted to wrap her lips around his dick, for him fill her with his cum.   He didn’t expect dirty talk on the dance floor… it was time to go back to the hotel.   Instead of walking back, they had the bartender call a cab; they finished their drink and went outside to wait.  

The cab arrived and they couldn’t keep their hands off each other all the way back to the hotel.   The concierge was still there and they stopped and thanked him for making the reservation and getting them in so quickly and gave him a tip.   They rode the elevator up to the 25 th floor and walked down the hall arm in arm, kissing the whole way.   He opened the door and she went into the room.   As he closed the door behind them, she turned and kissed him passionately, their tongues danced, the room spun and she was breathless.   He picked her up and carried her to the bed and started to unbutton her blouse, at the same time she started unbuttoning his shirt, revealing his strong hairy chest...    she buried her hands in his chest and he removed her skirt.   For the first time he saw her tight ass and the black lace thong, she was hot.   She could feel her heart racing, she was breathing harder… she sat up and took his pants off, kissing his thighs while her long hair swept over him like a hundred feathers, he felt flush.  She had been teasing him for hours, through dinner and then on the dance floor, he wanted her now and could tell that she wanted him to fuck her.  

He laid her back on the bed, untied the laces on her heels and removed them, then kissed her legs, up to her thighs and took off her thong… her pussy was glistening with sweet nectar.   As he kissed her inner thigh, she let out a moan and begged him to stop teasing her, she wanted him… he moved closer to her, took her by the hips, pulled her closer and sat her up, lifted her onto his dick, he held her tight, moving her up and down, faster and harder, deeper into her wet pussy with every thrust… her breasts were bouncing up and down with the rhythm.   She was getting louder and started calling out his name, harder she was begging, deeper… hearing her call his name and moaning, watching her, he was ready to cum and just as she started yelling yes they both came, he let out a yell and they exploded at the same time in a wave of orgasm’s that neither had felt before, they collapsed to their side, he still in her and she not wanting him to move.   They were wrapped around each other, holding each other close and tight, she had tears streaming down her cheeks, it was almost more than she could bare, ecstasy had rendered her unable to move or talk or think…   they lay still in each other’s arms and fell asleep, not waking until morning…