Meeting Megan - Sex Stories

Meeting Megan

We originally met online and over a few years had got to know each other quite well . We would swap emails and text messages, both comfortable in each other’s cyber company. We’d even occasionally swap the odd photo, sometimes suggestive and naughty and other times just of things that we knew would be of interest to the other. We both agreed it would be fun to meet up even if it was just for a chat over coffee. We had not gone as far as having cyber sex. Somehow we decided early on that it really wasn’t that kind of relationship. My job involved a fair amount of traveling and eventually I was sent for a series of meetings to her home town. I couldn’t resist and pinged off a text. “Hey Megan, guess what? I’ll be in town next week. How about finally meeting up and having that coffee?” It didn’t take long for the reply to come back. “Hey handsome! That would be wonderful. Let me know where and when.” Being a business trip I ended up staying in one of those decent hotel chains, with a comfortable room overlooking the city. We arranged to meet that evening at a new bar not far from my hotel. Seeing that Meg lived on the far side of the city, she asked if it would be cool if she crashed in my room. She explained that transport was rubbish in the city after midnight, and that although she could drive, she’d have to stay sober for the evening. “That isn't an issue with me. There is a spare bed in the room, so it works out. Just letting you know early on, I’m not looking for anything ...

... more than a chat and a laugh... No hanky panky okay?” “That’s cool with me” I replied thinking ah well, you win some, you lose some. It was great to meet up. We spent the night chatting away about all sorts, eventually the topic of sex came up. We discussed a little of what we liked and what turned us on. Meg had a wonderfully cheeky, sexy smile. Which made me think that under that relaxed manner of hers there was something smoldering . We bar hopped and chatted, the evening going way too quickly. Eventually we headed back to the hotel where we had a nightcap before heading upstairs. Once in the room I had to answer the call of nature, the downside of drinking too much beer. Back in the room Meg said she needed the bathroom, so I pointed out the spare towels and set about making up the spare bed. I heard Meg come back from the bathroom, so I turned around to ask if she was okay. Before I got the chance, she took my face in her hands and kissed me full on the lips. I must admit that did catch me a little by surprise. I stood my ground and we embraced for what seemed quite a long time. Eventually we pulled back a little and I whispered, “Guess we won’t need the spare bed then.” “Guess not,” she whispered in her sultry voice. With that we kissed again. This time our hands began exploring each other’s bodies. I wrapped my arms around Meg, feeling her curvy body close against mine. It felt amazing just to hold her as we kissed. I felt her hands tracing the outline of my hardening ...