The meeting

It has been a long time since I met a ship. I can remember as a little girl, my mom and my little brother and I would meet my dad as it slipped into its place beside the pier. There would be a fan fair of music.

Noises and smells were the same, but I was meeting not my dad but someone different much like my dad I only have a picture to pick him out I slipped away from my parent’s visit in San Diego.

I think of the stories he told as I saw the big numbers 74 come in view. I knew I was naughty that I shouldn’t be here. Oh maybe he didn’t believe me when I say I will meet him. Now I began to make out faces on the decks.

There were so many faces. I remember this to be problem, whenever we met dad’s arrival but I narrowed my view. He said on hangar deck I know it was near the large openings below the flight desk. I believe I seen him and I was waving hard. He just continued to search for mine, I can see disappointment.

The traffic was flowing off the ship and I remember then my dad would greet me on the pier by scooping me up in his arms. I could see him on the deck above me but for some reason as I tried to get his attention, he was not moving from his spot, while everyone was evacuating as the traffic slowed I made my way up the plank.

I knew I was very wrong now I slipped pass some official looking people at the top. As some were staring at me I continued like I knew what I was doing I reached the location where I seen him but he was already gone. I just spun in that one spot narrowing my vision to see if could see him, then a door nearby open and there he stood and he looked at me.

He began to say young lady you are not allowed on this part of the ship then his eyes light up as he recognized me. Then he said oh my god and gripped my arm and pulled me inside as like he had to keep a secret.

We stood there a while looking at one another as I leaned back against the door. Finally he said I cant believe it you showed up. My god he said you are so much more beautiful then I can imagine. You are smaller than I thought

Suddenly I became sly with those words he said I just had to say to him I remember your stories the stories you wrote bought me here I could not resist see in person the writer and how erotic were the stories. He said to me that he meant everything in the stories from just one picture of me

Was the ice to be broken neither one of us would move I realized that I was sweating was I that hot just standing here and I noticed he was sweating too

The environment in the room that was hot I began to loosen my clothing trying to cool I noticed he gasped as I unbuttoned the third button I realized I was revealing my cleavage and he sucked in some air the warmth of the air was getting unbearable

I resisted but I have to remove my blouse revealing my black lacey bra to his eyes that he was now drinking up all that he could see I knew now with the sighs I was hearing that my smooth skin was been lusted after the thought appealed to me and the thought of removing more clothes would be cooler

The thought of stripping down before him was also appealing and began to make me feel hot in other ways. He sigh oh god when I reached behind my back he moaned as the black lacey bra became loose suddenly I felt forward movement from him I motioned him back as I dropped the bra I felt his stares burning into my flesh

I began to pull on the zipper at my waist as the zipper was slipping down. I gripped the skirt that would not open quickly cause I knew as it dropped to the floor around my ankles it revealed a smooth bare skin where my leg came together. I was covering quickly with my hands cause I felt shamed that I revealed a clearly smooth shaved spot shamed that there was no hair to cover my mystery spot.