“Move closer. I need to feel you next to me.” He orders
I can’t breathe but I do as he says. His hands go on my waist and thigh. He starts petting as the conversation begins again. He is warm and soft. I start petting his arm in the same rhythm as he is moving his fingers on my thigh.
“I can’t believe I’m just now finding you on fet. I’ve looked for months in this area and never saw your profile.” He states
His voice is low and calm. I can hear the thickness from the effects of the touching.
“I know. I’ve never found anyone in this area that I actually wanted to meet.” I replied honestly as my voice catches in my throat. The tips of his fingers massaging into my back.
He pulls me even closer into him. I can feel myself getting wet from the intimacy.
“Ow! Hell I think an ant just bit me. I am allergic.” He breaks the mood
“Oh no! Do you want to move?” I ask
“No, it’s fine. Let’s just move up here.” He stands and moves to the top of the table.
I follow him. I try to get into the same position as before but it can’t be made sitting this way. We get as close as we can and resume the conversation. His hands rubbing up and down my back. My nails gliding over his forearms. I tell him about my husband and my children. We discuss how our relationship could work and how the hurdles may appear. He proclaims how he will not be a secret or less of a priority. I agree. I will make him a priority.
We move onto how the communication has to be open at all times. That the only way this will work is if we talk a lot. Texting. Talking. And visits. Lots of visits.
We are agreeing on everything. Nothing seems off. No alarms are going off. My body and his are completely relaxed. We talk for at least an hour when I know it is time to go.
“I have some errands to run before I head home but I really want to see where this goes. I want to see you again soon.” I proclaim
“Absolutely! When?” He says.
“I don’t know. Maybe Friday.” I respond.
We get up and walk to my car. He leans against my door. I tiptoe up to his mouth, wrap my arms around his neck, and kiss him softly. The softness. The electricity. The instant chemistry.
“I want more of that.” He says into my lips and kisses me more intensely as he wraps his arms around me. The kiss continues for several seconds until I feel my body push into his and his into mine. My brain goes foggy but I know I have to pull away.
“Wow!” I say breathlessly.
“I should have been pushing you into the car.” He says jokingly.
I reach for the handle as he walks away. My head is spinning and I know that this meet was very fruitful. I’m optimistic about the future. I pull off and my phone rings.
It is him.