Our First Meeting (Moondazed and NomDePlay)
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				Title: <strong>Our First Meeting (Moondazed and NomDePlay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moondazed</strong> on <strong>25-08-2007, 21:28:32</strong>
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				Rana was bored.&nbsp; Her life was so mundane, so... dull.&nbsp; Not that she wanted to change anything drastically, but there was no denying that she craved some spice in the lackluster casserole that was her life.&nbsp; To that end, one dark and stormy night (well, OK, maybe it wasn't stormy outside, but it was certainly stormy inside of Rana that evening!) she pulled up a search engine and typed in "free erotic chat", thinking that perhaps she would find a bit of innocent adventure.&nbsp; Truthfully, innocence wasn't really a factor... she was feeling edgy and brimming over with carnal frustration and was seeking a place to anonymously vent it.&nbsp; <br><br>Imagine her surprise when her brimming carnal frustrations burst forth as erotic banter!&nbsp; Of course she had to sift through scads of immature, superficial people to find those very special few who understood her needs, but eventually she found that she could log on and while away hours describing all of her fantasies in the first person, giving each nuance due attention.&nbsp; Her weekly visits were a high point in her otherwise dreary day-to-day existence, an oasis of feeling feminine and desirable for a woman who felt like little more than a utilitarian object elsewhere.<br><br>One night, having once again met up with someone she found both witty and endearing, she took a bold step and told him a bit about her real life.&nbsp; It was frightening, what if he were a stalker?&nbsp; But she trusted her internal radar and gradually opened up to him, until finally she found herself typing in her cell phone number.&nbsp; Her face was flushed, she squirmed in her chair, and then her phone rang.&nbsp; What followed was a dervish of arousal, a necessarily quick burst of outlet that left her satiated and bemused.&nbsp; Not only had his deep, rumbling voice aroused her on a base level, his wit and intensity drew from her a fervor she'd never known she had.<br><br>And on that day a friendship began that spanned years.&nbsp; There were months without contact, times when real life kept them apart even as she thought of him in the dark of night, but she held no malice.&nbsp; The terms of their friendship were clear, she understood her place in his life and was simply happy to have one.&nbsp; She didn't question his honesty, he'd given her no reason to do so, although she found herself hurt in a similar situation where the recipient of her trust didn't deserve it.&nbsp; Determined not to become jaded, she did her best to learn from each experience, happy and excited anew with each renewal of contact with him.&nbsp; Simply put, he made her happy.<br><br>Opening up her laptop late one summer night, she smiled happily as a message from him appeared.&nbsp; Much had happened in their lives and they shared it all, a comfortable, familiar thread of affection for each other running through the exchange.&nbsp; It had been a while, a couple of months, and just bantering with him had her heart beating a bit faster and her cheeks rosy.&nbsp; Memories of past conversations never failed to arouse her, running through her mind even as she shared mundane, everyday minutiae with him to bring him up to speed.&nbsp; Her hunger for him was never far beneath the surface, weaving itself into their every exchange.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Our First Meeting (Moondazed and NomDePlay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NomDePlay</strong> on <strong>26-08-2007, 15:07:32</strong>
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				Jake never considered himself to be anything but an “average” kind of guy.&nbsp; He had always followed the rules life gave him; he was cautious, prudent, respectful, and did his best to be good.&nbsp; He had built for himself a life that most people would have found to be completely satisfying – a solid career, a loving wife, three kids.&nbsp; To anyone who was looking from the outside, Jake was aging gracefully.<br><br>Jake did not remember exactly what prompted him to go to the chat room.&nbsp; He had always liked meeting people, exchanging ideas, engaging in conversations about topics covering a vast range of interests.&nbsp; He used online communications at work, so sitting and typing and waiting for a reply was second nature to him.&nbsp; He’d found bulletin boards to discuss politics, sports, work – in many ways, it was to Jake like being part of a fraternal club.&nbsp; He hardly thought twice about online conversations until someone had asked him if he’d ever visited a site called “Unbridled Passions”.&nbsp; Of course he hadn’t … heck, he hadn’t even HEARD of it.&nbsp; But …<br><br>Jake’s curiosity about the adult site finally got the better of him one night. Unable to fall asleep, he padded quietly out of the bedroom and into the den.&nbsp; Most of his usual cyber-hangouts were empty, or devoid of familiar names, and he found himself remembering that site. With a mental "what the heck", Jake found “Unbridled Passions”, created a profile, and entered the chat room.<br><br>He started slowly … watching, mostly, tossing an occasional comment into the fray.&nbsp; He notices that one name was particularly clever, and said something directed to the person in the room.&nbsp; In an instant, a private message from the person, introducing herself as Rana.&nbsp; They began a sidebar conversation that ate up an hour’s time in an instant.&nbsp; Realizing how late it was, he offered her his e-mail address as he said good night.&nbsp; The next day he found himself thrilled to have received a brief but inviting e-mail from her.<br><br>That was three years ago.&nbsp; Since that time his relationship with Rana had deepened, and grown.&nbsp; Their conversations became more intimate - not just sexual, but more personal.&nbsp; Jake bought a new laptop with a wireless modem, which allowed him to connect to the internet anywhere, so that he could look for her at work, or on the road when he traveled.&nbsp; And even if they couldn’t talk every day – or sometimes, every month - they both knew the other was around and would offer whatever support they could to one another.&nbsp; And each time they found one another, whether after days or months, it was as if they’d just been together yesterday.<br><br>One night, after about a year of meeting online, Jake found himself alone in the house.&nbsp; His wife and kids were with her parents for the weekend, and Jake and Rana were online together.&nbsp; She offhandedly said she’d like to hear his voice, and without thinking, Jake typed in his cell phone number.&nbsp; He never even considered that it was a dangerous idea; he just gave it to her.&nbsp; Heck, he TRUSTED Rana – even though they had never met, he knew as much about her as he did any of the people on his speed dial.&nbsp; He was surprised when his heart skipped at beat at the sound of the cell phone ringing.&nbsp; Rana's voice was warm, and her laugh infectious.&nbsp; One thing led to another, and before he knew he’d discovered that not only did he really like this woman, but she could move him physically as well as mentally.&nbsp; The phone hookups added another component to his feelings for Rana, and he was grateful that she lived several states away from him instead of several miles.&nbsp; Otherwise, he might find himself temped to meet her in person.&nbsp; And he wasn't sure what would happen if they ever met.<br><br>Jake’s work had always required him to travel around the easter part of the country, so when his boss told him that he’d need to make a call on one of the branches, it wasn’t a surprise.&nbsp; But when Jake discovered he’d be flying to California, he was surprised.&nbsp; The visit foretold a promotion for Jake, which excited him.&nbsp; But it also offered him another opportunity … <br><br>He e-mailed Rana, asking if she could meet him online for lunch tomorrow, and the next day he was in a coffee house, chatting with her during his lunch.&nbsp; He'd taken a late one so Rana could be free at the same time, since she was in a different time zone than he.&nbsp; After catching each other up on their current status, he casually slipped in that he might not be around for a couple of days next week.&nbsp; He had to travel again, he told her.&nbsp; Jake knew Rana would ask where he was headed, and smiled to himself when she asked.&nbsp; Jake said he was heading to California - and going via “your place”.<br><br>Not waiting for her to respond, Jake quickly explained that he booked the trip with a connecting flight through the large airport close to where she lived.&nbsp; He had even arrange a three-hour layover there, in the hope that Rana would consider meeting him for lunch.&nbsp; He held his breath, and waited to see what she would say.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Our First Meeting (Moondazed and NomDePlay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moondazed</strong> on <strong>28-08-2007, 17:35:12</strong>
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				Happy to spend some time with Jake, she logged on promptly at the agreed upon time, settling in at her laptop since it was her day off.&nbsp; Their conversation followed its usual pattern, and as he predicted she asked where he was going.&nbsp; When the words 'via your place' appeared she gasped, eyes going wide, her imagination working overtime.&nbsp; Surely he was teasing her?&nbsp; But it soon became clear that he wasn't, that he was going to be so near her and making himself available if she wanted to meet him.&nbsp; Did she?&nbsp; Well, of course... but his wife?... and her husband?... and their kids?... her thoughts turned over and over, but in the end she knew that her relationship with Jake was a rare and wonderful thing that most people never found.&nbsp; It was just lunch with a friend, right?&nbsp; <br><br>I'd love to meet you for lunch!<br><br>Having typed it, she found herself nervous, her stomach aflutter with butterflies at the thought of looking him in the eye.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Our First Meeting (Moondazed and NomDePlay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NomDePlay</strong> on <strong>21-09-2007, 11:42:13</strong>
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				It wasn't until he was heading to the airport that Jake fully realized what he was doing.<br><br>He had spent the last two weeks living his life as he normally did - working, being a father and a husband and a friend.&nbsp; A couple of nights a each week he went online, and chatted with Rana about the things that they always chatted about, things sensual and practical and mundane.&nbsp; His life was just what it had always been.&nbsp; Then, on the way to the airport, sitting in the back of the taxi, it hit him ... <br><br><strong><em>You are going to meet Rana.</em></strong><br><br>He was going to see her - not just the pictures of her, but actually see HER.&nbsp; He would be able to see her face, her smile, how she looked when she laughed, <br><br><strong><em>You'll be able to hug her ... to feel her body against yours ... to kiss her.</em></strong><br><br>That thought - that he would be able to actually kiss her - hit him like lightening.&nbsp; Hadn't he KNOWN this when he offered to meet her for lunch?&nbsp; Of course he had ... at least on some level.&nbsp; But that was OK, wasn't it?&nbsp; A kiss ... an embrace and a kiss; that was all right.&nbsp; It wasn't like he was going to fuck her in the middle of an airport full of people<br><br><strong><em> ... surrounded by hotels and motels during your three and a half hour layover ... with the special lounges for frequent flyers, which is usually empty in the early afternoon ... with a huge parking area that is often void of people ... all kinds of places where two horny people could engage in some semi-risky fun ...</em></strong><br><br>A sensual shiver ran down Jake's spine.&nbsp; Rana wouldn't ... no, Rana WOULD.&nbsp; She was as sensual a woman as Jake had ever known, totally comfortable with her own sense of pleasure.&nbsp; Rana would NOT mind at all if Jake led her into one of the special lounges ... or to an isolated corner ... <br><br><strong><em>Not Rana ... YOU.&nbsp; YOU wouldn't mind if she went someplace with you ... hell, you want HER to lead YOU someplace ... </em></strong><br><br>The realization sent a surge of excitement through him.&nbsp; He wanted her to come on to him, so that he could come on to her.&nbsp; He was hoping that their first embrace and first kiss created such a charge in them both that she would want him as much as he realized he wanted her, and that it would lead them off to ... Jake smiled to himself as he realized that he'd wanted this from the moment he had made the plan to fly through the airport near Rana.&nbsp; He wondered if she wanted the same thing ... and for a moment, he worried about what would happen if she did NOT want the same thing.<br><br><strong><em>If she doesn't, then we just have lunch.&nbsp; But you know Rana ... and you know yourself.&nbsp; And you know how the two of you are when you talk.&nbsp; You know what is going to happen.</em></strong><br><br>The thought put a smile on Jake's face, a smile that he wore all the way to his seat on the plane.,<br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Our First Meeting (Moondazed and NomDePlay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moondazed</strong> on <strong>09-10-2007, 22:51:56</strong>
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				It was almost comforting that their conversations over the next couple of weeks didn't center around meeting, as a matter of fact they almost shied away from it, instead sticking to their usual routine of being playful and supportive.&nbsp; <br><br>And then the day arrived.&nbsp; Real life had been hectic and draining the day before and she'd fallen into bed with only a vague thought of what was to come, but the moment her children were out the door for school it hit her.&nbsp; Heart hammering in her chest, she ran a scalding bath and added lightly scented Tigress Musk oil, stripping out of her clothing distractedly as her mind wandered to the possibilities of their meeting.&nbsp; As worked up as she became at the thought she refrained from climax, preferring instead to bask in her heightened sense of arousal.&nbsp; <br><br>Dressing was an adventure in restraint, part of her crying out to be openly wanton while part of her was shocked at the very idea.&nbsp; She settled on comfortable and form fitting, soft knit slacks in richest emerald and a simple vneck sweater in palest jade, which almost matched the green of her eyes.&nbsp; Grabbing her purse, she left the house with time to spare.<br><br>Her thoughts were erratic, her body humming with frustrated arousal.&nbsp; It was only lunch!&nbsp; Lunch in an airport that she knew inside and out, having traveled in a previous job.&nbsp; She'd seen things... things she'd never told anyone about.&nbsp; Things that she so desperately wanted to experience that her cheeks were rosy as she made her way to their agreed-upon meeting place.
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