I had been talking to Michelle for about a month online. Everything about our conversations were amazing. We talked about careers, family, and sex. Anything and everything in between. Her sexual frustration had been building up and she used me as her outlet. To my surprise, when I asked her if she wanted a weekend getaway with me, she agreed. It had been a rough week of work and she needed to get away for a break.
We agreed to get away from her home so that no one would recognize her. She didn’t want to be seen spending time with another man, and I didn’t mind that. We mostly just spent our time going to eat, doing outdoor activities and having good personal conversations. It was a great trip.
On the last night of our trip I walked her to her hotel room. This would be the last time I see her. I told her how beautiful she was and how amazing our time was. She blushed and said thank you. I took my hand behind her head and stared into her eyes. I leaned in for a kiss and felt her soft lips on mine. It was a slow passionate kiss and when I backed up her eyes were closed. I could tell she enjoyed it. She smiled at me, unlocked her room but left it open for me to come in.