"A Love From A Distance"-Romantic Story

 "A Love From A Distance"

...The first time they saw each other face to face was at the airport in the busy city where he lived. They had actually met one night while on line in a chat room six months before that, and had become lovers through their computers.

After meeting each other in an AOL chat room, they started talking every night on line. It did not take long for them to start anticipating their nightly chats. He sent her some very beautiful poetry. At first she thought he was just sending her somebody else's work. However, she soon realized that he was indeed a real poet and had written many other poems as well. The poems that he composed especially for her, made her heart melt. Between the personalized poems and the most romantic loving letters she had ever know, she was in heaven.

She knew she was falling deeply in love with him but could not stop herself.

She came to know him very well as they chatted away each day and night. He showed her all his artistic work, more poems, paintings, drawings, and sketches and told her all about his life. He was also an actor and had been an extra in many movies. He said he had his own little theatre company, where he would do plays in elementary schools for young children. The more that she learned about this man, the more thrilled she became.

She was overwhelmed by his romantic words of love and chivalry. It was like an old romantic novel with Knights of old, and Castles with dungeons and dragons. Together, they created a world built around themselves on the net.

One day John said that he wanted to call and hear her voice. Catherine quickly agreed. At that moment, their world grew to include the phone lines. They would spend hour upon hour just talking and speaking of their love. Ignoring everything else in their immediate lives, they lived for the moments when they could be together in their world.

After they had been talking for two months, John surprised her.

"I want to meet you in person Angel, on line is no longer good enough. We have to meet, and soon!"

He asked if he could come to her or would she come to him. It was a big decision for Catherine. She was very excited, but scared at the same time. She had heard all kinds of terrible stories about men on the internet, some of them being perverts, murderers, and all kinds of scary things, but she knew in her heart that he was safe and was all that he professed to be. She had given her heart and trust to him. Now she had to trust him with her very life. Yet it was the next step in their relationship. So she decided to go to him and finally meet this man that made her heart do summersaults.

She called him and said,"Darling, I am coming to be with you."

Chapter two:

Her week was spent rushing around buying the silky lacy lingerie that she wanted to wear for him. Soon the big day was here.

Her heart was pounding like crazy for the whole trip. She kept thinking of what he would look like. The trip took several hours. By the time they landed, she had changed her mind a dozen times and was feeling quite shaky. Walking into the area where the luggage was to arrive, her legs were like water. She prayed that she wouldn't faint when she saw him. Her heart was pounding so hard it felt as though it would burst out of her chest or explode! She leaned against the wall of the ladies washroom and waited. Searching the sea of faces, she hoped that she would know him when she saw him.

Twenty minutes passed. There was no luggage, and no "him". What if he doesn't come? What if it was all just a joke for him? Catherine thought maybe he had seen her and was so disappointed that he didn't want to meet her after all! Maybe for some reason, he was just observing her from across the room. She felt so alone and rejected at that moment that she felt like sitting down right there and crying. She was scared to death, not knowing what awaited her.

Her mind were screaming. She just wanted to run away. However, she had nowhere to go. Frantically, Catherine racked her brain to try and think of anyone else she might know that lived nearby in case he never showed up. She had to stay somewhere!

"Please God, make him come!" she prayed over and over.

Suddenly, a deep husky voice asked, "Catherine?"

She knew that wonderful voice. It was the voice that she had melted her heart for the last two months. She looked up with wide scared eyes.

"John?" she whispered. "Is it really you?"

He smiled and said, "So you really came after all. I thought you wouldn't show up, that you hadn't really meant it, and were just pretending you would come".

Nervous and scared, she told him that her luggage was not there yet. He took her hand.

"Come outside for a few minutes."

He led her to a bench where she guessed people would wait for their bus or taxi. Wrapping her in his arms, he kissed her. The long sweet kiss melted her heart with love and desire for him. At that moment she knew she would go anywhere with him that he asked her to, and that she only wanted him.

Sitting down, they gazed into each other's eyes and felt a warm and wonderful feeling wash over them. She couldn't stop from stroking his arm over and over. It was as if she just had to touch him and feel him.

He looked down at her stroking and said, "You do like touching don't you"

She knew he was referring to what she had told him on the phone that she was a "touchy person" For weeks now she had wanted to touch and feel him. Now that the dream was coming true, it was hard to stop.

He smiled and kissed her again. This time it was much longer and deeper. She felt her heart and in fact her whole body aching for more of him.

Chapter three:

Catherine didn't even remember how they got to his place, but suddenly they were there. Scooping her up in his arms, he opened the door and carried her inside. She felt like she was part of a fairy tale. She was still nervous but was absolutely thrilled. After all these months, she was really here with him, and he was real!

Shyly she asked him where to put her things, and he grinned.

"Wherever you are going to be sleeping?" He led her to his bedroom. After puting away her luggage, they went back to the living room. Being the perfect host, he took her coat and shoes and put them away. When he returned, they moved in a long special kiss that was different from anything that Catherine had ever experienced. It was soul stirring and earth moving. Melting together as one, they couldn't get enough of each other. Both were breathless with feelings. While they kissed and stroked each others bodies to a fever pitch, he slid the shoulders of her dress down.

She felt like she'd died and gone to heaven. At that point she wouldn't have even cared if she did die, as long as it was in his arms. Moaning softly, she felt a fire racing through her wanting body as she clung to him. As they continued the kiss, he slowly removing the rest of her clothes. In a movement so smooth and slow, he picked her up and carried her to his bed. Moaning himself,he laid her on the bed, engulfing her in his arms. He made slow beautiful love to every part of her body. His words were sweet telling her how beautiful she was and how happy he was that she had actually came.

Speaking only in whispers, she responded by telling him how much she loved him.

For hours and hours, they loved each other. Nothing else mattered. The place could have burned down from the fire in their bodies, but they wouldn't have cared. They were consumed with insatiable desire for the other. After all those months they finally had the opportunty to embellish all their fantasies. He took her over the edge of consciousness many times. Just when they thought it was finished, the fire of passion rose within them again.

He had self control such as she had never dreamt. He took her to places that no man ever had making her body shake with long rolling orgasms that were unlike anything that she had experienced. Catherine was in heaven, tears of emotion streamed down her face with each new wave.

"Surely this can't be real, I must be in heaven and you must be some god or angel" she told him.

"No Princess. I am quite real, but I am just a man" he whispered in her ear.