(or for what might have been)

After weeks, then months of hard work I finally get you to agree to met me for a little face to face conversation and possibly more.

We meet at a small cafe in the Atlanta area, one that is cozy and intimate, while being public enough to insure your safety. You still aren't convinced that I'm not a stalker or sex fiend.

I am a sex fiend in a good way. I love the intimacy of the body to body contact, along with the physical act of sex. The meeting of two souls who long for physical and mental release.

We talk. Seem like hours. We discuss everything under the sun. We find we agree on some but not others.

After a light lunch, I assume that this was as far as this meeting was going to go. But it was still worth the trip. An enjoyable afternoon spent with a beautiful blue eyed blonde with a wonderful smile would never be a disappointment.

We get up to leave. After paying our tab we walk to the parking lot hand in hand. I give you a quick hug and a kiss on the cheek and tell you how much I enjoyed our time together and how I wished it wasn't about to end.

Suprising me, you reach up and put your arms around my neck and kiss me firmly on the lips. The feel of your soft lips on mine makes a jolt run through my body like an electric shock. 440 volts.

Looking at me with those beautiful baby blues, you ask, "Who said it has to end?"

I am somewhat startled. You had given no sign that you wanted anything further. Guess my lack of self-esteem is showing. For all my hale and hearty appearance I am somewhat shy around women I don't know well.

I say, "I have a hotel room at the Hilton around the corner. If you want to go?"

You just smile and lead me to your car and get a small bag out of the trunk. "this is my necessary bag."

We walk to the Hilton. Across the lobby to the elevator still holding hands. Once inside I pull you into my arms and place soft kisses on your face and neck. Lightly pulling on the small studs in your ears with my teeth, then lightly running my tongue over the curve at the top.

I whisper, " I just love ears. There such a good place to start." I feel a light shudder run through your body.

The elevator finally reached our floor. We step out and walk down the hallway to 917. Using the electronic room card, I unlock the door and we step into our temporary love nest. A king size bed dominates the room. I've already closed the drapes and cut on one of the bedside lamps.

You melt into my arms. We exchange long soul kisses, exploring each others oral caverns. You taste of the wine, spices and the tomato sauce from your lunch. We explore each others mouth and tongues till we need to come up for air.

I slowly start to unbutton your blouse. The soft silk increasing the feeling of erotic pleasure as it passes over your velvety skin. Soon I have access to the soft skin covering your neck and shoulders. Running the tip of my tongue over the pulse points that I can feel pounding, I taste the essence of Carol. Sweet but spicy. A fragrance all of her own. Like no woman I've ever been with before.

I run my tongue up and down your throat in small short strokes, stopping every know and then to nibble on the soft silk of your skin. I move to your ears, softly tickling them with light kisses and gentle pressure. Then down to the hallows at the sides of your neck and behind your ears.

Then down the neck to your shoulders. Slowly making my way from side to side. Not missing any spots. At the same time unhooking your bra, exposing your breasts.