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An Old Teen Love-30 Years Later
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I just recently separated from my husband and living on my own when one day I get an email saying are you by any chance Stephanie from Marysville, California. If so this is Rick. Well you knew me as Richard. If this is you then please write me back as I would love to hear from you.
I got instant chills and an instant smile. Memories came flooding back to me. I thought how is this even possible? How did he find me? Why after all these years? Well I did answer his email immediately and my stomach was feeling nervous and my hands shook as I hammered out the email back to him. I was so excited. I gave him my phone number.
Within an hour I got a phone call and there he was talking to me. His voice took my breath away. I felt like that 14 year old school girl again. I was nervous and excited to talk to him. He got married after we lost touch and had 5 children and they were all grown and he was now a grandfather. His wife passed away a year ago of cancer. It was actually his daughter that helped him find me. He worked in IT too. We spent about six months chatting on the phone and the computer at nights getting to know each other again. Always talking about the old days and learning about our separate lives since.
Then one day I had some amazing news for him. My Corporation was sending me to an IT Conference. And guess where? Yes to his city...City Of New Orleans. I was so excited to tell him and he was so excited that I was coming there. We talked and planned what all we would do when I got there. It was amazing!
So the day comes for me to go and I am giddier than I ever was as a silly school girl. I board my plane headed for New Orleans. I am so excited that my stomach feels a little sick. Richard is meeting me at the airport. I told him I was renting a car and he didn't need to do that but he insisted.
I got off the plane and headed out to baggage pick up. I looked around and at first I didn't see him and then my eyes found him and there he was leaning against a wall so calm and cool watching me, smiling and waiting for me to find him. I saw him and my eyes lit up and I guess him seeing my reaction made his eyes light up too. I didn't want to run and look foolish but inside I wanted to run and jump in his arms. I moved quickly to him and he opened his arms and reached out for me and our bodies locked in an embrace. It felt so magical and felt like it was just natural. I leaned back to look in his eyes. They were the same sexy, gentle, loving, caring eyes with a touch of sadness and a touch of twinkle in them. It had been 30 years and we both had been through so much.
He looked at me, stared and he gave me the biggest smile and said Stephanie you are so beautiful. My fears in seeing him after all these years, more pounds and surely more wrinkles disappeared when he said "when I last saw you, you were a skinny but beautiful girl and now you are a beautiful shapely woman."
We grabbed my bags and went to get my rental car and then I followed him to my hotel. He knew right where it was.
I was late registering for the conference so I was unable to get a room at the Hyatt where it was being held. I ended up making reservations at a boutique hotel just down the street. They too were so booked that they gave me a Junior Suite. The hotel was called Le Pavilion. This was a beautiful 100 year old French Boutique Hotel. Absolutely amazing and beautiful, with an ambience and decadence I have never seen. The room was spacious featuring a canopied Rosewood king size four poster bed with exquisite bed linen, a sitting area with a full sofa, chair coffee table and end tables, three large windows framed with rich beautiful draperies, a full sized Rosewood armoire', a large television, gas fireplace, fully stocked mini bar with its own ice maker, refrigerator and marble wet bar.
Oh my I digress so easily!
Yes we got to the Hotel and checked in. I asked him if he minded if I showered or took a bubble bath since I had been traveling all day. He said "no he didn't mind at all." So I started running a bubble bath and turned on the music to an oldies but goodies station and lit my candles. I went in and undressed and as I was stepping into the tub I looked up through my hair and saw him watching me. I dipped my toe in and pretended it was too hot and I continued to watch him watch me. After a few minutes I stepped in and slid down in the tub. I told him "you're welcome to come in and talk to me or join me if you would like" He is quiet! I can tell he is still that sweet, gentle, shy gentleman I knew all those years ago. I told him you can just come in and sit and talk to me if you want, the bubbles pretty much cover me up. He says "ah ah are you sure it is ok?" Yes silly it is fine.
We chat while I am in the bathtub and listening to the music...the great music when "sexual healing" comes on and I have to say I am getting more and more turned on. I am not usually the aggressive one but I can be equally. However, I am horny and he is making me want him even more but I really don't want to scare him away. I want this man but I have to try and get him to make a move on me. I start to let the water out and I ask him if he will wash my back and he looks more than a little nervous and says ah yeah sure! But he sounds a bit shaky! He washes my back as the water level goes down. I tell him Thank you and I stand to rinse and I notice he is sporting a nice hard on. Oh yes I do remember rubbing up against that so many years ago. I think of ripping of his clothes and pulling his ass in with me but once again I show restraint. Fuck sometimes I hate being the good girl!
I turn the water off in the shower and Rick had left the bathroom. I stood there and asked him to please come and get the towel for me. He does and he quickly grabs the towel and hands it to me and leaves again. I dry myself slowly and well and hope he is watching. I walk into the room with only the towel on and drop it when I find my sheer robe and slipping it on me look at him and smile and he smiles back. I walk over to him and tell him I hope this is ok but I can't wait any longer and lean down to kiss him and thankfully he responds well and kisses me back. One kiss becomes many as we search out each other's tongues and the warmth of each other's mouth. I sit down in his lap as we kiss so passionately. He may be a slow starter but I think he warms up very quickly.
I guess we shall see!
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