She burst into laughter. “Oh it’s you, okay, smart-ass Brit.”

I opened my arms and beckoned her to me. We hugged each other hard. We took in each other’s scent and happily wept into each other’s shoulders with joy. Then I kissed her. It felt like 1000 volts had passed through us as our lips met. Our first kiss went on for a few minutes. Breathlessly we broke free of our embrace, and her eyes shone with sheer joy. For my part, I was finally with the woman that I had spent my life waiting for. And far from any misgivings I had about meeting her, she was perfect to me, just like in my dreams.

“Would you like a drink? I think I have some Earl Grey here in the back of the cupboard.”

“I’m English; we always carry our favourite teabags on long journeys. Anyway, if they are the same Earl Grey teabags you told me about months ago, they will be out of date by now.”

Watching this utterly gorgeous woman in her home felt intoxicating. She was even more beautiful in person than I ever thought. We both just stared at each other laughing and holding each other’s hand as I drank tea and she drank coffee. Wasn’t there a song about that? Or maybe I was thinking of “you say tomay-to, I say tomah-to.”

“Sweetie, would you mind if had a shower? I feel all dirty and sweaty after that long flight.”

“Of course, darling. Would you like anything to eat? You must be hungry.”

“I’m starving, you can take me to Taco Bell, or however you say that.” Taco Bell is a joke that we share: a sort of outsider’s view of one another’s tacky culture.

It felt odd undressing in her bedroom, and the sexual tension between us was very high. I keep expecting her to come in any second. I didn’t haul my ass halfway around the world just for sex; I did it to either exorcise our feelings for each other, or to commit to her for life if that suited us, and it was a simple choice. That said, we are both sexually-charged people who are totally besotted with each other and have spent the best part of two years turning each other on. Stepping into the shower, the hot water flowed over me. My mind wandered to what I had actually done in the last 24 hours, and while I had planned this trip for months, some people would think that I was crazy for this… let alone what my Mother was going to say to me.

“Do you need a hand washing your back?” Her voice startled me as the shower door closed behind her.

“Come here baby.” Water cascaded over our naked bodies and once more our lips met and locked together in a passionate kiss. My cock rose between us, digging into her tummy; she giggled and put her hand on it and knelt down to look closer. Stroking it and watching how my foreskin went over the head of it, her mouth got closer and closer to it, and then enveloped it. Little tingles traveled through my cock and balls, as her tongue darted all over the ridge of my head and massaged the eye.

The sensation of her sucking my cock as only