You never thought you would actually make it this far. You read the post, not sure whether or not he is right for you. You sit in the parking lot of the hotel, nervous, but in a good way. You feel the butterflies.

"Maybe I'm not ready for this," you think to yourself.

But you came all this way. You're wearing a skirt like he asked, with sexy panties. A cute, but modest, top. You went so far as to shave it all...something you hadn't even bothered with for some time.

You do it, you open the car door.

He sent you his room number. You walk through the lobby and you feel like everyone is watching you. Feeling like everyone knows what you're up to. You fight the urge to turn around and call it off. The butterflies get stronger as you stride toward the elevator.

The bell dings. You stand aside, while another couple exits towards the lobby.

"I bet they're having sex, too" you think to yourself.

A small smile crosses your lips.

The doors open and you step out onto the sixth floor. You make your way to room 623 and you see the glimmer of light through the peep hole and the "Privacy Please" sign hanging on the door. You take a deep breath...you knock three times. You hear his footsteps. Then, the handle turns...

He is certainly not "small and thin". More like "big and tall". You wouldn't normally have thought about yourself being with someone of his stature. But his welcoming smile and his confident "hello" felt right as he welcomed you in and closed the door behind you. The clicking of the lock felt like you were taking a risk, but you didn't get a "danger" vibe from his demeanor. You felt strangely safe.

Cargo shorts and a t-shirt. The "dad uniform". I mean, he said he was 48, so it totally makes sense. Scruffy, graying facial hair. Brown eyes and thinning hair. He had a distinguished feel to him, even in that outfit.

You place your bag on the credenza, you turn around, and he's right there to greet you with a welcoming hug. You feel him envelop you with that hug. Soft and warm. Again...a safe feeling.

He goes in for a kiss. You don't know what to do or how to feel but it happens too quickly for you to react. You go from mild panic to enjoyment as a rush comes over you.

"This...this is what I wanted to feel" you think as those next few seconds pass. You feel his hands on the small of your back and on your ass, right about the time your tongues meet.

His hands drop lower, under your skirt, and find your bare ass. Bare by means of the skimpy panties you chose. His large, strong hands grab your ass and squeeze...knead. You feel him against you and it is becoming evident that he's aroused.

He starts to kiss your neck. You start to feel yourself getting wet.

"I'm really going to do this...with this tall, chubby guy" you think to yourself. But the rush of adrenaline and endorphins tells you that this is what you want.

You then say the words you've been wanting to say for so long...

"I'm ready."