If We Met (Part 3)

 mf series


Recap: I (May) had met Greg in Boston after meeting him over the computer.
We had a delicious weekend of sex in Boston, but we both had to get
back to our lives. As I was driving back to Buffalo, Greg followed
and we stayed together for one more night. At the end of Part 2, I
had just fallen asleep in Greg's arms after making love, once again!

I woke up to find myself naked, wrapped in Greg's arms. I felt so warm, so
safe. I didn't want to leave, but I had to. We both had lives to get back
to. There was nothing more that I wanted to do than just stay here in Boston
with Greg, leaving it all behind, but that just wasn't possible at this
time.

I hate goodbyes. I had already said goodbye to Greg once, and that just
broke my heart. I couldn't stand doing it once again. I couldn't face him
and tell him that I was leaving, so I decided to write a letter to him. As I
looked down at his angel face, his mind wandering a dream land, my heart
felt heavy. What was going to happen to us?

Dear Greg,

Please don't be mad at me for leaving this way. I
couldn't stand saying goodbye to you once again. We both
know that we only planned on a weekend, but we knew this
would happen. What are we going to do now? I have to take
care of some business at home, and I know that you do to,
so once we have had some time to think this over, we can
talk about what we are going to do about our
situation. I'll be thinking about you and the wonderful
weekend that we shared. I'll be talking to you soon,
baby.

Love,

May

And so I was off, in the middle of the night, driving like a maniac back to
Buffalo. I don't even remember half of the drive. My mind kept wandering
back to the innocent days of fun that we had on the computer. There was no
going back now. We had crossed the line between sex and emotion. It felt
just like yesterday that we were talking about what turned us on...

... Greg had been in a seminar all morning. I was fooling around on the
computer, just sending him a little fantasy that I was dreaming up for the
day that we would actually meet. It was a cold November afternoon, but I was
dreaming of warm summer nights with my baby. I asked him if the pictures
that I had sent arrived yet, they hadn't. Greg didn't even know what I
looked like yet. That was exciting! The thought that he could be attracted
to me, a total stranger. He knew my every thought, my every desire, but he
did not know my face. We often joked about someday being next to each other
on an airplane and never even knowing who the other was. We sent messages
back and forth about what turned us on, and what we'd like to do to the
other, if we met.

That world of innocent fun seemed so far away now. I pulled up to the house.
It was almost noon. I decided to go to work for a half day to get my mind
off of things. As I showered, I couldn't help being reminded about the
shower that Greg and I had taken together last night...

... He pulled me close to his body. The water was glistening on his broad
shoulders. I could feel the heat from his body through the water. I
pretended to not be interested, though my smile said otherwise. He went to
kiss me and I turned away. Playing a little teasing game could be fun!

"I didn't want a kiss from you anyway," Greg teased. "Then what do you want,
baby?" I asked slyly. He knelt down. The water was pouring over my breasts
and falling down on his head. He laid his head softly on my stomach and ran
his hand up and down my legs, barely scraping my lips. I could feel his
tongue roaming my thigh. I opened my legs to encourage him. He needed no
encouragement. He tongue traced the outline of my lips, and found my love
button. My knees felt weak as he teased my excited clit with his tongue. He
licked faster and faster until I couldn't stand it any more. Just as I was
about to explode into an orgasm, he stuffed a finger in my pussy. It was too
much. I exploded, moaning loudly...

"How was your trip, May?" Colleen, my secretary, asked.

"Umm, what? Oh, it was wonderful. I got to see a lot of the sights," I lied.
I hadn't been out of the hotel room the whole time. "I'm going back again
real soon." I had forgotten that I was at work for a minute. Why did I have
to leave? I wanted to stay with Greg forever.

"You have a message on your machine, May. I think it's from a guy named
Gary, or was it Greg? Anyway, he said that it was important! I'll let you
get back to work now, talk to you later, May." Colleen left, sensing that my
mind was somewhere else. I decided not to check the machine. I wasn't up for
a crying spell. I just needed a little more time to sort things out. I sat
with my chair facing the panel of windows, overlooking the park.

His dark hair, his lips. The way that he touched me sent tingles through my
body. I swear that I felt him touch me. I had goosebumps just thinking about
his strong hands on my body. I must have been lost in those thoughts for a
long time, I hadn't noticed that it was after 5:00. I could see everybody
leaving the building. I didn't feel like going home.

I decided to hear the message after all. I knew what I wanted. There was no
denying the passion and desire that we felt for one another. I was prepared
to fly to Halifax that evening if I had to, just to tell him that I loved
him. I sat still looking out the window with my back to the door. I played
the message.

"May, why did you leave? I want you. I was going to wait until the morning
to you, but when I woke up you were gone. I wanted to tell you... that..."

Just as those words were said on the machine, they were said behind my back,
"I love you, baby." I spun around and it was Greg, standing there, right in
my office. I thought I was dreaming. I touched him to see if he was real. It
wasn't a dream. My baby had come for me, and I was ready to go into his
arms.

He held open his arms and I was embraced with a loving caress, and a kiss.
Greg shut the door to my office, and turned out the lights. He took me in
his arms, and caressed my breasts. I reached around his waist and squeezed
his bottom. We laid on the carpet and kissed. Our lips never separated as we
managed to partially undress. Greg was laying on top of me, stroking my
sides with his gentle touch. He started pumping in and out slowly and
softly. Still embraced in our kiss, our bodies pressed together, Greg said,

"I love you."