Her mind tries to calm her body. Each mile the plane moves taking her closer to her love. She never expected to find this kind of love, the friendship that grew from a few simple words, had grown into a love, and now it was becoming real. She is so excited, so filled with the passion that grew between them, but so afraid. What ifs keep coming into her mind. What if their meeting fails, could she smile again knowing that she would never see the love he typed to her, or the way his spirit seems to wrap his arms around her when she is lost. What if.
The gentle glide of the plane as it lands brings her back from her deep thoughts, only a few hours to keep breathing, until she sees the man she has grown to love.
They plan to meet for dinner. Hes told her where, and time, her body grows more excited with each passing minute, does he feel the same, is he as nervous of this, there first meeting. Will he smile the sweetest smilt as she moves towards him, will she know without a doubt where he is, there spirits have been so close for so long, does he know the passion she feels, the need.
She knows his favorite colors, what excites him, she knows the picture of her he has loved, she dresses for him, to make him want her as she does him. Hes told her the restaurant is elegant, romantic, and that she will love it, does he know its not the food that is on her mind as she carefully slips her stockings on. The simple but elegant black gown, low cut, clings to her body as if made for her, the slit up the side reveals only a hint of what is beneath. Her breasts barely concealed by the softness of the silk. He has told her he loves heels on a lady, loves how sexy it makes there legs appear. She slips into the 6 inch heels. She smiles to herself, will he notice the silk against her body is smooth, that she has no lines, nothing between her nude body and the soft silk. Will he know her scent, as so many times he has talked of it. She sprays perfume, a soft sweet scent. She shivers, will he smile, kiss her cheek, will she melt if he does.
A call comes from the front desk, he sent a limo to escort her to the restaurant. A dozen red roses, for his love, a dozen white, for the purity of it waits against the seat as she slides in. A tear of happiness slides down her cheek, yes, he really feels the passion as she does.
Will the waiting ever be over. Finally the limo comes to a stop. The driver opens the door with a knowing smile. The restaurant is beautiful, she wonders if everyone can see the excitement she feels. She is led to a dimly lit rooms, only one table, lit by candles, a fireplace glows. The door closes and she senses him, knows deep inside he watches. She moves to the table, feeling his eyes. "Hello my love". She turns to find him in the shadows behind her. His arms open as she moves slowly into them. Both know, there spirits have roamed for so long, but now they are one. His kiss deep, sweet. Her body shivers, needing, loving as never before known. His arms tighten, his breathe catches, both know this is what they have waited so long to know.
He moves as the door opens, the server bringing the appetizers he has ordered for them, she smiles, needing only him. As he pulls her chair out, his fingers brush her bare skin, burning, she feels a fire. There eyes never leave each others, there thoughts not of food, but of passion. They talk, of each other, of memories. She adores his planning, the privacy, feels so special, knowing the thought he has given this, their first meeting. His eyes devour her, burning through the silk, as if seeing. His touch, teasing. They talk of love, of dreams.
Alone, the meal finished. Finally. He has chosen so well. The softness of the glow from the fire, the candles, putting each of them at ease. Nothing harsh allowed to enter their beginning. He pulls her into his arms, the music moving there bodies, neither hears, sees, only feels the others desire. His kiss soft, his hands caress. He knows, knows her passion. She has no fear. He slides the strap down her shoulder, his lips burn as he kisses. She can only enjoy, only give all. His fingers gently caress her breast, she is lost to him. Softly he whispers against her ear, "My sweetness, tonight we become as one."
