About three months had passed since our last time together. Rita and I kept in touch via text primarily and the occasional phone call during those three months. We joked and teased each other and sometimes got quite flirty, all in good fun. I was finally going to be in Rita’s city again soon and we both looked forward to the opportunity to spend some time together.
My visit to the city would be a short one…flying in late on a Tuesday night and flying back out on Wednesday evening. My meetings were going to be on Wednesday afternoon, so the only time I could meet with Rita was Wednesday morning after she got off work. She agreed to meet me then and arranged for a friend to watch her daughter for a few hours that morning.
Our text conversations had covered a multitude of topics and generally gave us a chance to get to know one another better and be more comfortable with each other. Rita became more open and chatty since the last time we met, which, at times, made for long and engaging exchanges. She was pretty open to talk about anything and didn’t shy away from standing firm on her beliefs and making it known that she couldn’t be convinced otherwise. The more we wrote to each other, the more I discovered that by no means was she a shy, submissive woman. She was smart, strong and was not an easy pushover.