Moment, Part 2

 Do you remember part one?

His plane landed shortly after midday. He had set up to meet her in the lobby of his hotel later in the afternoon. He wanted time to fresh up and relax prior to meeting her. The ride to the hotel was smooth and he arrived with time to spare. After a quick shower he wandered down to the lobby to wait for her.

As he sat there waiting he envisioned her waltzing through the lobby in all sorts of ensembles. Perhaps she'd wear a leather mini skirt with heels or a long black trench coat with nothing underneath. Or she'd be a bit coy and show up in jeans with a tee shirt. He wasn't sure which he preferred but he was feeling very anxious to get the intial meeting over with.

"Excuse me, are you.." her voice trailed off as she looked into his eyes. He had leaned back in the chair to rest a moment and she had arrived. She was wearing a gray skirt with a soft pink sweater topped off with 4 inch heels. For a moment, he was speechless.

"Wow, you are exactly as I had hoped." He said as he found his voice. She blushed at his comment and waved her hand.

Moment, Part 1

The comments had started innocent enough, a random "Loved it." Then over the next few months the random comments had turned into a daily read along with an direct email. Some of her pieces came directly from their conversations.

One morning she got the email she had been apprehensively waiting for, he was going to be traveling into town for business and wanted to meet. She sat back in her chair staring at the computer screen. She could go one of two ways with this and sitting there she realized what she wanted to do. With a smile she typed back her response, "Can't wait to meet you!"

He couldn't believe she actually agreed. He had hoped but expected a polite turn down. He opened her website and started reading her newest post: part 3 of The Table. He shifted uncomfortably in his chair as his thoughts turned to her tied down to the table with his hands running up the inside of her thighs. Groaning he slid back away from his desk to look out the window. In two days time he'd be able to lay eyes and hopefully more on her.