It had started as a chance meeting in an online chat room for erotic literature. Chat soon gave way to private messaging and as the messages slowly become more suggestive emotions had started to become involved.
Months had passed and after many suggestions from both sides they had agreed to meet.
Saul stood at the platform waiting for her train to arrive. A light wind was blowing the first snowflakes of winter across the tracks as a weak sun tried to break through the clouds. He was nervous, worried about how they would feel once they saw each other for the first time. Would she like what she saw? Would he like what he saw? He liked to think that he wasn't shallow enough to be hung up on looks but he also knew that no matter how attractive someone's personality could be there had to be a flicker of physical attraction for things to work. He wanted it to work.
He caught his reflection in the ticket office window and corrected his hair for the thousandth time.
They had traded pictures numerous times. She knew how he looked, 6ft tall with shoulder length surf like blonde hair, lean and toned, with piercing blue eyes, but he worried that maybe she hadn't been honest with her photos. Would his expectations be met? Would the petite, olive skinned beauty with a broad smile and deep brown eyes be coming to join him? He could feel the worry gnawing in the pit of his stomach.
His heart jumped into his mouth as a tannoy cut through his thoughts, calling that the next train to arrive would be Jasmines. He felt the blood drain from his skin as the train slowly shuffled into view at the far end of the tracks. As the train pulled into the station he searched through the windows to try and find her, he checked every face in every seat as the windows passed by him until the last carriage passed. She wasn't there. She wasn't there? He waited at the end of the platform as the doors opened and people began to file off the train pulling their coats tight against themselves to fight off the biting cold. The sun suddenly broke through the clouds and time stopped for Saul.
Jasmine stepped from the second carriage. She looked up to the breaking clouds and then looked towards Saul, their eyes met, their gaze held and the rest of the world disappeared. They both smiled in unison, his shy and hers broad. She didn't compare to her photos. She couldn't. There was no way a photo could translate the way she moved and how she held herself.
"She's beautiful" he thought "She's perfect, please like me, please like me, please like me."
He remained rooted to his spot on the platform as she hurried over to him.
"Hey you" she offered.
"Hi" he replied, his tongue tripping over itself.
He leant forward to kiss her and then faltered unsure how to proceed. He wanted to kiss her, to pull her into his arms and kiss her deeply and to never ever stop.
"But what if she's disappointed?" he thought. "What if i'm expecting too much?"
His head moved from centre and to the right as he went to kiss her cheek. Jasmine pulled her head back and looked him in the eye.
"Saul" she spoke.
Saul felt crushed. She wasn't interested. She was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen, of course she wouldn't be interested.
"Kiss me properly Saul"
His heart skipped and he smiled wider than he ever had before, he felt that his cheeks would crack.
"Any time you want." he grinned.
He leaned in and kissed her lips for the first time. He felt like the world was moving in slow motion. He kissed her once softly, pulled his head back smiled and kissed her again more passionately, wrapping his arms around her he pulled her tight to him as she moaned into his mouth. Her perfume filled his senses and made him dizzy. He felt her smile in his mouth and looked back into her eyes.
"You're more beautiful than I ever could have imagined Jasmine"
She blushed and pulled her arms from around him, letting her hands run down his arms into his hands.
"Lets get out of this wind, you can take me to yours and warm me up."
In the taxi from the station they rode in silence, never taking their eyes from each other, exchanging smiles and giggles, sharing the occasional lingering kiss until eventually they arrived at Saul's house. Saul was proud of his dwellings, a small isolated cottage that stood overlooking the sea. A hidden path led down the cliffs between the rocks to a tiny bay from which he surfed every morning. When he had found it, it had been abandoned and after some wrangling with the local council he had finally managed to buy the land which it stood on and fixed up the cottage. It was humble, just two rooms but had everything he could possibly need. A bed, a bath, and a view to die for.
The weather had deteriorated on the drive over and the snow was now heavy. Large flakes fell as Saul tipped the cab driver and then Jasmine and Saul ran, throwing open the door and rushing in to the warmth inside.
Saul turned to Jasmine.
"Can I get you a drink? Tea, coffee?"
His words were cut off as Jasmine pushed him back up against the front door.
"I just want you, I've waited too long for this Saul!"
She stood up on tip toes and pushed her lips hard against his. Her lips were soft and tasted of cherry. She opened her mouth and her tongue slipped between his teeth dueling with his.
All Sauls previous shyness melted away and he pulled her to him, lifting her from the ground and walked her back toward his bed. When the backs of her legs met the bed he gently put her back down. Her tongue never left his mouth.
They scrabbled at each others clothes removing the heavy outer coats. Saul lifted her tight black jumper as soon as it appeared, lifting it over her head and tossing it to the side. She in turn pulled at the buttons on his shirt, a few popped in her hurry and fell to their feet. Pulling the shirt down his arms Jasmine stopped to take in Sauls upper body. She knew he was a surfer and swam every morning but nothing had prepared her for how toned he was. Broad upper shoulders led to a well defined chest and flat washboard stomach. She hated muscles, there was something about men that spent too long preening over how they looked that turned her stomach but she could tell that with Saul it was an off product of doing what he loved and not something that he tried to achieve. She ran her hands across his chest, his nipples hardened as her cold fingers pulled softly on them.
"We are going to have a lot of fun you and I." she giggled looking up into his eyes.
Saul returned the laugh and took in the beauty before him.
Jasmine curled black hair reached halfway down her back. She stood before him in a black bra and tight denim jeans with knee high boots.
He leaned in and kissed the nape of her neck, reached behind her and with a single flick her bra unclasp. He leaned back and gently lowered the bra down her arms and tossed it with her top. Her breasts were the most amazing he had ever seen. He guessed she was a 32C, and as he removed the bra they hadn't dropped at all. Small brown nipples stood perfectly atop her breasts already hard and pointing at him, begging him to take them in his mouth.
"You're an angel." He whispered, and pushed her back onto the bed.
He took her right boot and pulled it free, followed by the left. She was wearing socks beneath the boots and these soon quickly joined the rest of her clothes. Lifting her feet to his mouth he kissed each of her toes.
"I didn't know you had a foot fetish" Jasmine breathed.
"I don't," Saul smiled, "I have a Jasmine fetish."
He clambered up onto the bed and again kissed her deeply, holding himself above her on his knees and elbows he slowly kissed from her lips to her cheek and down her neck. Jasmine rolled her head to her side giving him more room to go at. Saul smiled to himself as he kissed and licked at the side of her neck, gently nipping at her skin causing Jasmine to catch her breath and cry out softly. She ran her fingers into his hair and tried to pull him back to her lips but Saul had other plans and kissed at her collar bone before trailing his tongue down to her breasts.
Jasmine body rose as Saul captured her left nipple between his teeth and flicked his tongue across it before sucking it deep into his mouth and then releasing it. He slowly licked in an outgoing circle from her nipple around her areola before returning back and sucking her nipple into his mouth. Again he released it then sucked in sharply causing cold air to rush over her wet nipple.