We've chatted about meeting and time finally came. You had made arrangements to come visit me and we knew what the visit would primarily involve. Meeting you in the airport, I scan the area until I pick you out; the deliciously looking woman in a short skirt with tights. You recognise me too as I come closer and pull you into a firm embrace. In fact, it would be so firm, you would feel the excitement arousing in my groin while my hands would grope your behind. I might as well let my intentions be known from the start.
Grabbing your luggage and other items, we depart to your hotel. You know why it has to be a hotel; we've discussed it before. Neither one of us wants to clean up the mess we'll leave behind. The sexual tension would be palpable among all the small talk we'd be making in the cab there.
Once we arrived, there would be several avenues we could go down, each one ultimately leading to the same conclusion: me fucking you. It just all depends on our patience.
If I had total self-control, then I would wait and allow for you to settle in, have a shower and freshen up so when you walk out in that sexy little robe, I could strip that off you and begin making love to your rejuvenated self. But that's only if I had the patience, which I doubt.
More likely, you'd find yourself in the shower, naked washing yourself up before I snuck and offered a helping 'hand'...amongst other things. I'd start with help washing your upper back before moving down over your sexy little butt and round your front while you could feel my hard on poking against you...before it'd be poking into you and I'd fuck you in the shower and all over the bathroom.
However, there's a good chance I'd have minimal patience at all. Once we're in the hotel room and door is closed behind us, I'd pounce. I'd kiss you passionately, my hands roaming all over your body, grinding against you before tearing you out of your grimy airplane clothes. Soon I'd have you naked and bent over the side of the bed, with my cock poised to enter you from behind. With the first thrust, I'd enter your pussy and that would set the scene for the rest of your visit here.
While ordinarily, tourists will come to see the sights and immerse themselves into the country's cultures, traditions and such, if you came to visit me, I would do none of that for you. I would only guide towards one place and that place would be my cock. But you'd be well aware of that.