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Matthew Roberts, Age 18, 6'2, brown hair, blue eyes, tone athletic body

Life was going good for Matthew, there was just three months left until he graduated high school. Matt was just about at the top of his class grade wise and was all of his teacher's favorite student. He was also enrolled in the school's foreign exchange student program. What made him especially excited about this time of year was in a couple days the program would really take effect. Up until now he was only communicating with his randomly-selected pen pal, who was a beautiful girl from Russia.

They talked through each other through email and occasionally over the phone just enough to get to know each other and find out their likes and what their lives were like. He told her how he had one of the highest GPAs in his school and would work out a couple days of week to get his body the way it was now. He also told her how boring and dull life was where he lived.

At the end of the week she would be flying to the US to spend some time with him to experience American culture and then after that he would fly to Russia to experience it over there. Matt was also very happy for that because he never traveled outside of the country and wanted to see what it was like in a different culture. The final bell of the day rang and Matt picked up his bag saying goodbye to his teacher on the way out. Walking down the hallway greeting a couple of his friends before heading out the double doors into the student parking lot.

He walked over to his new BMW given to him as a birthday/early graduation present from his parent. Tossing his bag onto the floor next to him he climbed in and headed home. He lived about fifteen minutes away from the school. The whole time he was driving all he could think about was getting home and seeing if his Russian friend emailed him. Due to the time difference it was late at night there when he got out of school. He pulled into his driveway and brought his bag inside with him heading right to his room and turning on his laptop while grabbing a few books to start on his homework.
 
Varinka (stranger) Alkaev (to be wished)
Age 18
5'9"
34C
Young curves, slight swell to hips and belly, toned arms and legs from running
Red hair (artificially enhanced)
Dark green eyes


There was only a week left until Varinka would be traveling to the US. She had been to Spain and China through her participation in the student exchange program, but she had never felt more excited about her travels until now. America? Most Russian students dreamed of seeing this almost fairy tale-like place, and she was no exception. However, she had more than the usual yearning to see that side of the world. She had enrolled in the student exchange program with the express desire to see the US, but that desire had become more urgent as she had gotten to know her assigned pen pal, Matthew. Varinka had found herself more and more impatient between phone calls and emails; impatient to finally get to see him with her own eyes, hear his voice without the faint, far away static of the phone lines.

Her parents were not as excited as she was about her upcoming trip. It had taken a long discussion with her foreign studies instructor for her parents to agree to let her go.

"There will be Russian sponsors available at all times, and the parents of the exchange student she would be staying with had been exemplary hosts in the past," he had assured them.

They had finally relented when her instructor asked them if they thought she would ever have the same opportunity again. They wanted the best for their daughter, and knew they could never afford to make this dream reality for her on their own.

The school day passed slowly, the usual reviews, assignments, and exams. She tried not to be impatient, but she wanted to get home to see if Matthew had emailed her. They had been counting down the time until they finally met; today when she got home it would be 4 days 9 hours 44 minutes until her plane touched down. Only 4 days to prepare! She had tried on every piece of clothing she owned, trying to put together the perfect outfit for the first time he saw her. Should she go casual, or would that send the wrong message? She wanted to impress him without being obvious. She had been studying American fashion magazines, but everything she saw in them was much too extravagant, or expensive, or both. Her friend Ana had grown weary of the after school angst over her wardrobe.

"Just wear what you like and be you," her friend had chided her. "Why try to impress him by being someone you are not? He already likes you!"

Since she could afford to do nothing else, she resigned herself to following Ana's advice. She was usually right.

Finally, the last bell sounded, and Varinka was free to go home and check her email for a response to her last missive;

Matthew,
I am so full of anticipation for my visit with you. Never has four days seemed like such a long time!
My exams are becoming much more intense in preparation for university. My study time keeps me from writing or calling as much as I would like.
The week I am in America will be a wonderful time to get familiar with you more.
I am always awaiting your warm reply,
Varinka
 
Matt looked through his email finding the letter from the familiar email of his Russian penpal. Clicking on it making it open he read it with a smile. It was a fairly short but sweet letter from Varinka. He really could not wait to see her, they seemed to like one another and meeting in person will only add to that. Clicking reply he put his fingers on the keys and started typing his response.

Varinka,
It is nice to hear from you again
I too find the day going by slower than ever before,
It is almost like waiting for Christmas
except I am getting a beautiful girl to visit me instead of presents
I also cannot wait for my visit to Russia it seems like such a great culture over there..

After looking over at is clock that read 3:27 and doing some quick math he figured out that it was 11:27 p.m there

...well I see that it is late there and I imagine you will be heading to bed soon
words can't describe how excited I am to see you
this weekend cannot come soon enough
Matthew

He then clicked send and leaned back in his chair looking up at the ceiling before there was a knock on the door. It was his mother and she wanted to discuss some more about Varinka's visit. They talked about what she should buy when she goes food shopping Thursday and what they were going to do while she was here. Matt didn't really have much planned, since it was his spring break while she was visiting Matt was going to take Varinka to the coast so she could experience an American beach.
 
Calculus was Varinka's favorite subject, but she dawdled over the last problem on her assignment list. It was getting harder to concentrate on studies now that her trip was finally within sight. She glanced at the clock on her desk; 11:25; she should be sleeping. She had early morning track practice before class tomorrow. 5:00 am would come very early if she didn't get some sleep. But she was restless. She decided to check her email one more time before going to bed.

Seeing Matthew's name on the latest email, she smiled and opened it immediately. One line stood out and made her even more impatient for the hours to pass until they finally would meet;

except I am getting a beautiful girl to visit me instead of presents

What girl doesn't desire to be described as beautiful? Varinka didn't consider herself vain in any way, but she had to admit the compliment made her feel good. The pictures Matthew had shared of himself in his athletic uniforms, school clothes, even some formal suits from weddings he had attended were printed and tucked inside her journal. Sometimes she took them out and imagined what it would be like to be standing beside him at these events, on his arm, smiling up at his handsome face.

Those were thoughts she didn't share in her journal, for fear prying eyes might share her desires with her parents. Then she wouldn't be allowed to go on this trip. Only her very best friend Ana was aware of some of her thoughts. Some, she didn't even share with her. Thoughts that made her warm inside and caused her to lose sight of what she was doing sometimes. She would have to be extra cautious these next few days, until she was finally on the plane to America.

She wanted so badly to respond, but knew her father might hear her tapping at the keyboard and remind her of her need for rest, perhaps come in to tell her spokoinoi nochi, and find her with the look on her face she got when she corresponded with Matthew. That far away look that frightened her parents. They were afraid she would find America so wonderful she would not want to return home. Varinka was a little afraid of that too, but her sense of excitement over rode any fears.

She thought she would not be able to sleep a wink between now and her departure, but as soon turned off her lap top and closed her eyes, and imagined that moment of meeting for the thousandth time, she found herself lost in her dreams. Dreams of looking into Matthew's eyes and feeling his embrace, warm and strong, wrapping around her, welcoming her to the adventure of her life.
 
Matt spent the rest of the day doing his homework and occasionally checking his email to see if Varinka replied to him. After about two hours went by he figured she was probably asleep so he stopped checking. He went to go hang out with his friend James and ended up bragging about having her stay there with him. The more he talked about her the more eager he became for her visit.

He got back home around nine at night and brought a snack upstairs with him into his room to watch some TV. After about half an hour went by Varinka was all he could think about again. He pulled out his lap top and looked through some of the pictures she sent him stopping at the one of her in a bikini and admired the red headed beauty. Everything about her seemed perfect and she was coming to stay with him, the most beautiful girl he had ever seen in his house.

His computer beeped with the warning of a low battery and he was too comfortable to go and grab the charger so he took once last glimpse of her picture before shutting his computer off and closing it putting it on the end table by his bed. After setting his alarm he quickly dozed off to sleep that was full of dreams of Varinka of her in her bikini. The dream was cut short by his alarm in the morning.

After getting ready and checking his email which was empty he headed off to school. The day seemed to go by even slower than the previous one. With a test in about everyone of his classes that didn't help speed things along. All day he found himself day dreaming about his Russian friend and when it was time to head back home he was hoping there would be an email from her.
 
5:00 am did come quickly, but Varinka didn't mind. She got out of bed and tiptoed to her desk. She wanted to send Matthew a short note before she got busy for the day.

Matthew,
I too feel like every day is Christmas Eve, and I am having a difficult time thinking of anything but the day we finally get to meet one another face to face.
My day today will be filled with exams and after school there is a running competition, I think you might call it a track meeting? So I will not be able to write again until late in the evening. I will have thoughts of you filling the moments between, however.
I am happy to know you are as filled with anticipation as I am. The beaches you describe I can only imagine, even though the pictures are beautiful. I want to know how it feels to have sand in my toes with you beside me!
Will we be talking again before I arrive? Or will the next time I hear your voice be free from the distance buzzing? I am imagining that you will sound like music when that finally happens.
Varinka

After she clicked send she headed for the bathroom. No one else was stirring yet, so she could afford a few extra minutes to shower and collect herself for the long day ahead. She pulled her night gown over her head and let it fall to the floor. Her mother would scold her if she saw that, so she picked it up and hung it on the back of the door. She reached in the shower and adjusted the temperature to warm, but not hot. She liked a little coolness to her showers to wake her up and make her feel invigorated. When the water was warm enough, she stepped out of her panties and into the stall enclosure. There was a small window that faced open pasture land, and she could almost see the pale lights from the closest neighboring house, about 500 meters away.

As she lathered her body in the soft soap, she let her hands linger at her breasts and felt her nipples harden to the touch. What would it feel like if someone else touched her that way? Sure, there had been the occasional accidental, embarrassed brushes against team mates in the shower, which had left her curiously longing for more. When she had asked Ana if she ever felt that way, she had laughed nervously and avoided giving a clear answer. Varinka took that for a yes from her shy friend. Boys their age were clumsy like bears, and the one time Varinka had allowed a boy to touch her through her bra, she was disappointed. The groping and sloppy kisses just didn't do anything for her. She preferred her own touch to any of those encounters.

It was Matthew she thought about as her fingers teased her nipples. She closed her eyes and could almost feel his lips touching hers. The warm water coursing down her body, running down her chest to the curly patch of soft hair between her legs, was drawing one of her hands down. When she reached her pubic hair, she leaned back and let the shower spray land on her exposed labia, and tickle her clitoris ever so gently. She didn't even have to touch herself before she felt an orgasm building deep in her belly. She reached forward and turned on just a little more hot water. The added warmth and water pressure carried her to the edge quickly. She grabbed for a washcloth and bit to muffle her moans.

The air in the bathroom was cool and felt wonderful on her warm skin when she stepped out of the shower. She wrapped up in a towel and headed back to her room to get dressed. She could hear her mother in the kitchen and cold smell the coffee brewing. It was time to get moving on this busy day. One more day down, only three to go until she left for America. She didn't know how she would manage the wait, at least without smiling the whole time.
 
After a seemingly endless day of school Matt drove home and just like everyday went right up to his room to check his email. His face lit up when he saw a message in his inbox from Varinka. It was another one of her sweet messages and he couldn't help but imagine her voice speaking her message to him as he read it. Clicking reply he began typing out his message.

Varinka,
I wish you well at your running competition today
maybe you can show off your running skills when you get here
and trust me you are going to love the beaches here we will be going to spend an entire day there while you are here.
I would like to speak with you before you get here even if it is just through emails
I am going to need your flight info so I know which terminal to go to when you arrive
Matthew

He also attached a picture of him shirtless on the beach as he was walking out of the water so his board shorts were clinging to his skin showing the outline of his cock which he didn't notice until he clicked send. After sending the email he spent some time doing his homework and studying for upcoming exams before heading downstairs for dinner hoping there would be a reply waiting for him when he went back upstairs.
 
By the time 2:30 arrived, Varinka was very impatient to get home to check her email. She knew there would be word from Matthew. Her exams had gone well, and she had placed 2nd and 5th in her competition events that afternoon. She was the first girl out of the showers and was pulling on her shoes when Ana stepped out of the shower stall next to her. Now she would have to wait for Ana to catch up before they could go. Not that she minded too much. After all, Ana had been her best friend since they started primary school. Only a few days had they not met up in front of Ana's house to complete the walk together, and only if the other was ill or not going to school. As they got older and participated in sports, they even shared the shower stalls from time to time when they were in a hurry and only one was free.

Varinka knew boys found her attractive. Her parents didn't allow her to go out on dates unless they were group affairs, and she had never been out on one of those dates without Ana. They ended up together at the end of the night at one or the others home, usually, laughing at the attempts of the boys to sneak kisses, or grope their breasts. Sometimes Varinka got the feeling Ana would prefer her groping to that of any boy, but she was not quite brave enough to broach the subject with her. Their friendship was too special. That didn't mean she didn't enjoy an opportunity to let her eyes follow the curvier places Ana possessed; her breasts were a couple of sizes bigger than Varinka's, and her nipples were dark like fine milk chocolate. She wondered if they tasted sweet as they looked.

"Ready to go?" Ana asked as she pulled he sweater down over her chest, then tucked it in to her jeans.

The girls locked arms and walked out of the locker room, both thinking thoughts they were to shy to voice. Maybe when they were older they could laugh about their mutual attraction, or even do something about it. For now, though, both were content to be best friends without any messy entanglements.

When they arrived at Ana's home Varinka hugged her friend and told her goodbye, then walked the last few hundred meters alone. When she got home she had to fumble for her key; it was unusual to find the house empty, but was also an opportunity to read her email, think about Matthew without her parents or siblings bothering her. She hurried to her room and shut the door, dropping her books and jacket on the bed in a heap. It seemed it took forever for her email to load, but when it finally did, it was worth the wait.

Matthew had attached a photo of himself at a beach; the same one they would visit, she wondered? He looked so handsome standing in front of the clear blue water, toes covered in sand, and oh, was that his cock making such an, um, was impression the right word? outlined by the wet fabric? This was a picture she didn't dare print, for fear her parents would see and decide not to let her go. They were so very old fashioned, she thought.

Matthew,
Thank you for your well wishes. I didn't win my races, but I did very well. I am excited to feel the sand on my feet while you chase me. Perhaps I will let you catch me? We shall see!
My layover for my flight will be at Heathrow Airport, then my flight to America is number AC5357. My arrival is scheduled for 4:00 pm in your time.
Please call me tomorrow or Thursday, so we can acquaint ourselves with the details we need to have clear?
I have never felt the anticipation I feel for meeting you and visiting your country. Then, I hope you will enjoy what I have planned for us during your stay here. We will not have the beach here, but I think we will find ways to enjoy your stay. And, I enjoyed your photo. Is that typical American beach wear for men?
Varinka

She clicked send, wishing for a moment she had attached a photo of herself, in response to his. It was too cold for a bikini, though, and her nipples would have been hard to hide without being obvious about it. Well, he would just have to wait to see her in person. Was it really only 3 days now?

The sound lf her family arriving home got her up and moving. She powered off her computer and headed for the kitchen. She was starving after the long day and knew her mother would not turn down her offer to help with supper. She also wanted to get done and complete her homework so she could check her email again before bed time.
 
For dinner that night Matt and his family had hamburgers from their favorite fast food joint and dinner was also filled with talk of Varinka's visit mostly filled with questions from his little sister about anything she could think of. Once he was finished he excused himself and headed back to his room opening his laptop. Another email from her brought the smile back to his face it was rare when hey got more than one reply in one day. Matt read the message and then wrote down her flight info and then started typing out his reply.

Varinka,
I am so very sorry to hear you did not win,
it wouldn't have to do with you being distracted by thinking
about a certain someone would it? :p
We will see who will be chasing who on the beach I am pretty fast
Only a couple more days until we finally get to see each other
I also can't wait to see what your country has in store for me
Yes it generally is, but I bet I wear it better than any of them :p
I will call you tomorrow after getting home from school so I catch you before it gets too late
Matthew

After clicking send Matt closed his laptop and went down the hall to take a shower. After stripping down and stepping under the hot water he soaped up and found his cock stiffening, he was going to need to relief himself because it had been a few weeks since he had gotten lucky at a party. Wrapping his hand around his huge cock he started stroking himself and Varinka popped into his mind. He began thinking about her naked and on his bed and them making love. It wasn't long before he shot his load onto the floor of the shower and finished rinsing off before getting out and wrapping a towel around his waist before heading back to his room to see if Varinka wrote back to him.
 
Supper was usually a loud, happy gathering at Varinka's home, and today was no exception. Her younger sisters and brother had so many questions about her upcoming trip. Would she meet the President? Would she see the Statue of Liberty? What would she bring back for them? The chatter was continuous, and blended with the clatter of flatware on dishes. Varinka knew she would miss this time when she was gone, and wondered what suppertime would be like with Matthew's family.

When the meal was complete and the discussion quited down, Varinka's mother asked her to stay and help with the dishes. She started to protest; she had so much to do before she left. But, the look on her mother's face told her that no argument would absolve her of this chore. When her father pushed the younger children toward the sitting room, she knew her mother wanted to talk about her trip.

"I know you are very excited for your trip, and I am excited for your opportunity," her mother started while she was clearing the plates from the table. "But American culture may be different from what you know, and I want you to remember your values," she said.

"Oh mama, I promise I will not forget your lessons, how you have taught me to behave as a lady," Varinka said as she wrapped her arms around her mama from the back.

"The young man is quite handsome, I just don't want you to be hurt," her mother continued.

What she really meant was she didn't want her daughter to be so infatuated with America and this young man that she didn't want to come home. But, she kept it to herself. She knew she would just have to trust her smart, sensible first born to make good decisions.

Varinka dried the last dishes her mother had rinsed, and put them away in the cabinet.

"Anything else I can do for you tonight, mama?" she asked before she headed to her room.

No, dear, just remember what we talked about tonight. I don't want you to come home with a broken heart," she said as she watched her beautiful daughter head for her bedroom.

Matthew had been occupying her thoughts most of her waking hours, and tonight was no exception. She closed her eyes and thought of him, in his beach photo, standing next to her instead of alone. She could almost feel his arm slung around her shoulders, hand dangling just over her breast, not quite touching, but oh, so close. Their online and phone flirtation had been light and playful, and Varinka hoped she was not harboring more feelings for Matthew than he was for her. She hoped he would be her first lover. It was a silly romantic notion she knew, but she wanted her first time to be unforgettable. This was the best opportunity she had to make that happen.

She opened her email and saw Matthew had already responded to her. She grew warm at his comment about being distracted. How did he know?

Matthew,
You are such a teaser, of course I may have been distracted by you! The days are starting to crawl by until we finally meet. I hope you will be as happy to see me as I am to see you. I think we will get along very well, maybe even better.
I will be home straight from school tomorrow to wait for your call. Then it will only be a day and a few hours before the waiting is complete to see you with my eyes and feel your touch when we embrace. It is a very warm thought for me.
Varinka

Her school pack was full of assignments, and Varinka knew she needed to complete them before tomorrow. Tomorrow, she would be too busy preparing for her trip. The trip of a lifetime, she thought as she pulled out her history book. She couldn't wait to see what kind of history she would be making in the coming weeks.
 
Yet another new message from Varinka was waiting in Matt's inbox when he checked his email after dinner. Quickly clicking it open he read it and liked what he read. She was distracted by him and feeling his touch is a very warm thought for her. His mind began thinking of so many ways he wanted to touch her, but he was going to take it slow at first to see if she was as into him as he is her.

Varinka,
I will make sure to call you tomorrow and I guess
that will be the last time we speak before we meet.
I too can't wait to see you with my own eyes and
feel your touch as well.
Well I'm going to go and finish up my homework
I will talk to you tomorrow
Matthew

After sending the message Matt pulled out his books and started studying but it wasn't going well because all he could think of was Varinka and how in a couple days she would be right here with him talking face to face. After doing the best studying attempt he could with the sexy Russian on his mind he went to sleep.

The next morning started like any other, he got up, ate breakfast, got dressed, grabbed his stuff and then headed off to school. The day crawled by at a snail's pace especially since his day was full of exams that took place before spring break. The day was finally over and on his way to his car he was asked to come hang out with them, but he came up with some excuse so he could go home and call Varinka.

He pulled into the driveway and hurried upstairs but was stopped by his mother. She showed him the guest room and how she got it all ready for Varinka to stay in. "She'll like that. Thanks mom" Matt said and then he was off to his room. Picking up his cell phone and then dialed her long distance number listening to the phone waiting to hear her voice.

When he heard her pick up a smile came over his face, "Hey you, only a little over a day now."
 
Sleep eluded Varinka that night. Every time she closed her eyes she saw Matthew on the beach, chasing her as she ran not quite as fast as she could. She could almost feel his hands on her back, wrapping around her and pulling her down into the soft, warm sand. She rolled over on her side and held her extra pillow tight between her legs, grinding against it while she thought of Matthew's cock pressing against her. His hands were exploring her from her neck to her bikini bottoms, then his warm lips were against her neck when a finger slipped beneath the waistband. When that finger made contact with her soft hair, already damp from her desire, she reached down and put her hand over his, encouraging him to go farther. The gentle pressure from her bikini bottom kept his touch steady. This picture in her mind was so vivid she had to bite the corner of the blanket to keep from moaning out loud.

Then the alarm buzzed and startled her to wakefulness. Right on the edge, too. She reached for the clock as quickly as she could, but her sister appeared at the door before she could do anything else. So much for finishing what she had started, at least for now. When she woke tomorrow, it would be travel day. The day she thought would never get here and now, well, now she was overwhelmed emotion. She had been waiting for tomorrow for so many weeks, it hardly seemed possible it was this close.

"Mama, do I have to go to school today?" she asked when she walked into the kitchen. "I have so much to do!"

"You can't let go what needs to be done here, and I'm sure there is a reason for you to go to school today, as always," she said.

"But Mama, I can make it up, please?" she asked again. "That way I can spend the day with you."

"No wheedling your mama, you will go to school today. It's a short session, you will have plenty of time to finish your preparations when you get home," said her father as he entered the kitchen. He had used his stern voice, so there was no more discussion.

"Yes, Papa," Varinka said and sat down to eat her breakfast. Her father's word was the final word, always.

School dragged on, even though it was a short day. There was lots of talk among her friends about her trip, and she promised to bring back something wonderfully American for each of them. Of course, Varinka hoped the best thing she would be bringing back for herself was Matthew. Her mind would now automatically think of that bathing suit picture whenever Matthew was on her mind. That, of course, lead to other thoughts. Thoughts that made her giddy with anticipation. Will this day ever end? she thought to herself as she tried to pay attention to the assignments and other talk. When the final bell sounded she practically ran from the building, almost forgetting about Ana.

The girls walked in silence most of the way home. When Varinka invited her over to help her with her final preparations, Ana agreed. She knew it was only going to be a week, but Ana was going to miss having her best friend available. Then she would be wrapped up in Matthew when she returned, so really, it was two weeks away from her friend. Ana was a little scared, too, for Varinka. She knew how much she liked Matthew, and didn't want to see her brokenhearted. Even if comforting her may lead to places Ana thought she night be ready to go, she knew it would be wrong to take advantage. They sat on the bed while Varinka unpacked and packed her bag one more time. The lime green bikini was the last thing left on the bed and almost got left out. Ana spotted it out of the corner of her eye and thought about keeping quiet. Matthew was going to be totally mesmerized by the sight of Varinka in this barely there suit. Ana was surprised Varinka's mother had approved it.

"Have I seen you in your new bikini?" Ana asked, knowing full well she had. She had been with her when she purchased it.

"Can I try it on for you, get your opinion, one last time?" she asked as she began disrobing.

Ana had seen Varinka nude many times before, and vise versa. Ana never tired of seeing her creamy white flesh, pale brownish pink nipples that stood so perky on her perfectly sized breasts. Then there was the curve of her hips, slight swell of her tummy, that looked so soft, inviting. How could it be fair some American boy would touch these sacred places first?

"How does this look?" Varinka asked as she turned around in front of Ana, close enough to touch. Did she dare? Reach out for just a touch?

"Beautiful Varinka, you look so beautiful," Ana's soft voice almost betrayed her feelings.

"I wish I could take you with me," Varinka said and hugged her friend close. "But I'll be back in such a short time, you won't even have time to miss me!"

Ana smiled, but knew she would miss Varinka every second she was gone.

When the girls were certain she had packed everything she could possibly need, Ana said goodbye and headed home alone. Varinka watched her walk away and felt a little tug. She was going to miss their daily time together. But now she had to finish preparing. There was housework to do and assignments to be completed. At least these tasks would help keep her mind off Matthew until he called.

Finally, the phone rang.

"Hey you, only a little over a day now."

Varinka smiled when she heard his voice. Never had a day seemed like such a long time.

"Hello, Matthew, I can't wait to see you, and touch you when we talk again."

They talked about their parents and the preparations they had made. The small talk was getting so easy with Matthew. Varinka was starting to feel like she had known him all her life.
 
A wave of excitement rushed over Matt once he heard the sexy Russian accent of Varinka. 'Can't wait to touch me?' Matt thought to himself with a smile quickly picturing Varinka and him naked together on his bed. Both of them touching each others bodies until they made love. He knew the sexual tension between the two of them would be immense, well it will be if she had the same feelings of him as he did her.

"I know I am so excited I can't get you out of my head Varinka. I have been busy these last couple days with school and homework and getting ready for your visit. The guest bedroom is all made up for you and we have plenty of good food here for you."
 
Matthew had been a permanent fixture in Varinka's head as well since the days before her trip grew near. She closed her eyes and imagined him whispering her name in her ear, his breath close and hot, one hand in her hair, the other on her thigh. Anything more would be brand new territory for her. Would Matthew be disappointed by her lack of experience? She so wanted this handsome American to be her first lover. She had been dreaming about it so much it almost felt real.

That picture of him on the beach simply would not leave her mind. It's what she saw when she thought of him, which seemed to be always now. It was the image that played through her dreams too. The dreams where she woke up with her hand in her panties.

"Just think, tomorrow by this time, we will be meeting, Matthew. I hope very much you are as excited as I am," she said.

Mama was calling to her from the kitchen, so she had to cut the conversation short. It was a little easier to do tonight, knowing the time for her visit was finally so close.

"Goodnight, Matthew," Varinka said with a smile. Tomorrow night, we get to say that in person!"

Varinka couldn't wipe the smile off her face the rest of the evening. No arguments at dinner, and she even offered to clean up the kitchen.

"No, go spend some time with your Papa." she told her. "I'll finish up in here with your sisters," she said, to a chorus of protesting groans from the girls.

The only light in the den was the one her father sat by to read the evening paper. It was too warm for a fire, so the TV set was the only other light source. Varinka sat on the footstool in front of him and rested her head on his knee, as she had done so many times. No matter how old she got, she would always feel like a little girl when her Papa was near.

"I'll miss you all so much while I am away, but it is only for a short time," she said.

Papa set his paper aside and put a hand on his daughter's head, reminiscing about her as a much younger girl, dependent on him for so many things. Now, she was grown and would have to depend on herself to make the right decisions. He know he had to let her go.

"We will all be missing you too, my girl, but I know this is a big adventure for you. Just don't forget where you are from, and be proud," he said as he patted her head softly. He knew this might be the last of these tender moments for some time. It was hard watching his first born become a grown woman. They sat in silence, both feeling very similar emotions, until Mama came into the den and joined them.

"You'd better get some sleep, dear, Mama said. "You have a big day tomorrow."

Varinka rose from her spot on the floor and hugged her father, then her mother. They both gave her a smile, which turned a little sad as she headed down the hallway. It would be a sleepless night for all of them.
 
Matt was a little disappointed when Varinka said she had to go but they would be seeing each other tomorrow and that thought wiped away his disappointment. The sound of her voice alone filled his head with images of the sexy teen and he still couldn't believe she was coming to stay with him.

"Alright goodnight beautiful I will see you tomorrow at the airport. And believe me I am so very excited to see you words cannot describe my excitement."

After hanging up the phone Matt just laid there thinking about her and then those sexy thoughts came into his head again. All he could think about now was Varinka on top of him riding him nice and slow. Her sexy pale body glistening with a light amount of sweat and her breasts bouncing and swaying with her movements.

This got him turned on so he pulled his pants down and let out his massive cock and began stroking it while think about him and the beautiful Russian making love in every position imaginable. Gripping his cock firmly and sliding his hand up and down his shaft he began sweating in his warm room after shooting his load and then cleaning up he finished up some of his homework. Matt still had to go to school tomorrow but only for half of the day so he could get home in time to head to the airport.

After doing his homework he fell asleep quickly dreaming once again of Varinka. Waking up to the alarm clock he pulled his clothes over his naked body and headed off to school. The day seemed like a full day but after fourth period he headed home and grabbed a bottle of water before heading to the airport. It was almost a two hour drive and it seemed even longer due to the anticipation.

Pulling into the parking lot for Terminal E he headed to the security checkpoint where he would have to wait for Varinka. He stood in a spot where she would be able to see him as soom as she got past the checkpoint.
 
The hours simply refused to pass. Every time Varinka glanced at her alarm clock she thought it must be stopped, or maybe even running backwards! She closed her eyes and thought of Matthew. He said he was excited to see her, and called her beautiful. How was she going to keep from falling in love with him? she wondered. They were going to have two weeks together, then they would have to return to their normal lives. Varinka pushed those thoughts aside. She refused to let anything ruin this trip. She just knew in her heart Matthew was the one for her. Even if their time together was short, it was going to be worthwhile, memorable, and life changing.

When the alarm finally buzzed, Varinka was up in a shot. She dressed quickly, then met her parents in the kitchen. They shared a light breakfast and coffee, then Varinka's father started loading her bags in the car. It was almost an hour drive to the airport, so they were having to leave at daylight. Varinka did not want to be late for this departure.

After hugs and kisses had been shared by all, a few tears shed, it was time to go. When Varinka opened the door she discovered Ana, just ready to knock.

"I didn't want you to leave without saying goodbye one more time," Ana said, a little quaver in her voice.

"We will email every day, I promise," Varinka reassured her. And I will be back so fast. I can't wait for you to meet Matthew, too," she finished, then hugged her friend close.

Ana inhaled deeply, taking in her friend's scent, as she held her close.

"Here, read this on the plane," she said, and handed Varinka a small book. "Don't read it until you are on the plane, it will give you some nice things to think about and remember," she said.

Varinka thanked her friend for the thoughtful gift. Ana always knew how to make her smile. They parted with one more warm hug, then Ana headed back down the road to home. Varinka's father offered her a ride, but Ana wanted the moments alone, so Varinka wouldn't see her crying. She really did hope her friend was going to have a wonderful trip, she just hoped she would be the same when she returned home. Ana didn't think that would be the case, but she would remain hopeful until proven otherwise.

They arrived at the airport with plenty of time for Varinka to get to her gate without a hurry. Her father watched her as she disappeared into the crowd of air travelers. He said a prayer for her safe journey and walked slowly back to the car. He waited until he saw her plane in the sky before heading home again. It was going to be a long week, worrying about his beloved first born at home, but he knew she would not belong at home much longer. She was almost gone, now.

The coach seats were close and a little crowded, but Varinka didn't mind. She would have let someone ride on her lap to get to America, she thought as the plane climbed slowly, making her ears pop. She remembered the book Ana had given her, and pulled it from her purse.

lutchshi drukk, it said on the cover, or Best Friend. There was a photo of the two of them on their first day of primary school, holding hands at the gate in front of Ana's house. They were squinting at the sun, smiling. Varinka could remember the day clearly, how the air smelled, and how frightened she was of going to school. Ana had taken her hand and acted like it was something they had done a thousand times. Varinka had been inspired by her friend's bravery and put on a show of fearlessness, too.

Each chapter in the book detailed a special memory, from primary school until just last month, when they had finished a swimming competition in first and second place. Ana was standing beside Varinka, one arm around her waist, smiling up at her with what could only be longing. How did Varinka know? Because she had seen her friend through many trials, and she knew that look. Was Varinka blind to Ana's signals, or was she ignoring them on purpose? Was there more to their friendship than Varinka realized? Maybe that was why Ana had been so sad to see her go, to meet Matthew, bring him home. Certainly not?

"I will always love you, my dear best friend," Ana had written on the last page of the book. "I hope you will always love me, too."

It was the most personal gift she had ever received from anyone. She knew she would cherish it always. She would have to make sure Ana understood when she arrived home, she still wanted her to be as much a part of her life as always. She put the book in her bag so she wouldn't lose it, and leaned her head against the seat back. The next thing she knew, the flight attendants was alerting them to fasten their seat belts, it was time to land.

The shuffle to get off the plane was unorganized and long. It was next to impossible to be patient while the passengers in front of her emptied the over head bins. When she finally started down the jetway, her pulse quickened. Moments, she was down to moments before she laid eyes on Matthew, in the flesh. She stepped on to solid ground, American ground, she thought, and looked around hopefully for a glimpse of him. When she spied his handsome face at the fringes iof the crowd, she smiled warmly and waved in his direction.
 
Looking up at the flight board frequently to check if her flight had landed yet. Then finally her flight status changed from on time to landed and he felt a wave of excitement flow over him as well as some nervous feelings as well. He hoped he would make a good first impression on her in person. The people started coming through the gate and he knew this had to be form her flight. Then he spotted her red hair in the crowd and then saw her pretty face. A big smile came over his face as she waved to him.

This felt like a dream to him, so unreal. Matt walked over to her and without hesitation wrapped his arms around her embracing her in a hug. "Hey Varinka! I am so happy to finally meet you in person!" Her hair brushed against his face and he got a smell of her and was instantly hooked on it. He did not want to let go but after about ten seconds he let go and started heading towards baggage claim.
 
It was all Varinka could do not to push the crowd out of her way and run to him. She could see his smiling face, just steps away now. When they were finally face to face, his warm embrace told her all she needed to know. He was as happy to see her as she was to see him. His body felt so good pressed up against hers; it was almost impossible to let go. But the arrivals area was busy and crowded, and she didn't want to be knocked over by the other arriving passengers.

"Matthew, I feel like I've waited my whole life for this moment," she said as she pulled back, reluctantly, from his strong arms. She reached for his hand without thinking. She didn't want to get separated from him in the crowd.

When they got to the baggage carousel she continued to hold his hand. She tried to pay attention to the carousel so she wouldn't miss her bags, but it was nearly impossible to tear her eyes away from him. He was so much more handsome in person, Varinka thought to herself. The way his hair brushed his ear, leaving the earlobe exposed, made her want to take a nibble, taste him. She squeezed his hand gently at the thought. She didn't care if there were hundreds of people milling around, she had waited so long for this moment. Her bag appeared just in time to keep her from acting on this urge. There would be a better time and place, she knew.

Varinka watched him walk in front of her, his muscles straining just a little under the weight of her bags. She had no trouble keeping her eyes on him while they threaded through the crowd. Matthew was moving quickly, but Varinka had no trouble keeping up. She was as excited to get out of the airport as he was.

When they got to his car she tried to hide her surprise at how nice it was. None of her friends had cars at all, and this one was nicer than most of the ones she had seen. How on earth could he possibly compete with American girls if everyone had this kind of means? she worried just a little. She would have to prepare Matthew for the differences before they left next week.

When they were in the car, doors closed, truly alone, Varinka turned to him and smiled. She put her hand on his knee and asked, "so Matthew, what shall we do first?"
 
As they made their way through the busy airport holding hands Matt's face held a constant smile. They were walking through the crowds of people holding hands like a couple would and it felt so right. They reached baggage claim and after she pointed out her bags Matt grabbed both of them and lead the way out to his car it cooled down a little outside but was still in the 80s. They reached his car and he could tell by the look on her face she was impressed by his car. After placing the bags into the back seat her climbed in the driver seat.

Matt turned the car on and turned the air conditioning on to help cool off the sun heated car. Then he felt her hand on his leg and turned to look at her. He couldn't believe such a beauty was sitting next to him in his car. Hearing her Russian accent was like nothing he ever heard before it was the sexiest accent he ever heard.

"Well Varinka I figured since you had a long flight we would head back to my house and let you meet my family and just relax for the rest of the day. Sound good?"

Matt pulled out of the parking space and got onto the highway and headed back towards his house. "So how was your flight Varinka? You must be tired after such a long flight" The whole time he was driving he couldn't help but keep looking over at the red headed beauty sitting next to him.
 
The afternoon sun felt good on her face, and the air conditioning was a delicious contrast to the warmth. She couldn't believe she was finally sitting her, beside Matthew, in his car. There were so many things she wanted to say, but she was unsure where to start. She left her hand resting on his knee while they traveled out of the airport onto the more open road. The countryside was very different than home, Varinka noticed as the buildings passed by her window, with little space between. Patches of trees here and there, but nothing like her home surroundings. It was easy to ride in comfortable silence as Matthew navigated the traffic, glancing at her sideways from time to time. She smiled at the attention, and squeezed his leg gently. Was she being too familiar? He didn't seem to mind.

Varinka looked forward to meeting Matthew's family, and was relieved he wanted to stay at his home this evening. The flight had exhausted her physically, she realized, She looked forward to being able to take off her shoes, put on her more comfortable clothes, and get to know Matthew and his family. She had brought gifts to share with his family, so tonight would be a nice time to share those, as well.

"The flight was uneventful, and I am somewhat tired," she replied. "But I want to share some time with your family. I am quite excited to be spending my first evening with all of you,"

Of course, she was looking much more forward to the time they would have alone. Would there be time they could have with just one another, besides this time? She certainly hoped so. She wanted to continue where their initial embrace had left off. She wanted to feel his lips on hers, then other places, too. Waiting for that opportunity would be enough to keep her alert this evening, she knew.
 
Varinka's hand stayed on his knee as they kept driving and Matt didn't mind it at all. They spent so much time getting to know each other over the phone and email it was like they were so close already and were not shy around each other.

"Well it sucks that you are tired hopefully you won't wanna go to sleep too early so we can hang out for a little in my room after you meet my family. Hope you are hungry because dinner should be ready by the time we get back. What better way to welcome you to America than a nice meatloaf dinner"

Matt smiled at her and felt his stomach rumble just at the mention of food. He then placed his hand on top of Varinka's and softly rubbed the top of her hand with his thumb. They came to a stop at a traffic light and he turned to look at her. "You are going to love it here. I'll do everything I can to make this trip unforgettable. We are going to have a lot of fun together" The light turned green so he focused back on the road as he kept driving. Matt then realized how sexual his last sentence sounded and hoped she wouldn't mistake it and think he was already thinking about having sex with her.
 
All the awkwardness Varinka was expecting was absent. She was completely at ease with him, touching him, laughing with him. She was enjoying this closeness with him so much she really wasn't in a hurry to arrive at his home. Not just yet, anyway. She did want to see where he lived and meet his family, but this time alone felt so good. She could spend her whole week here just like this, she thought as she looked on his profile, saw him smiling softly while she spoke. She would go anywhere with him. Dinner tonight she was certain, would be fun, if Matthew's family was anything like him.

"I am certainly not so tired to enjoy spending time with your family this evening, and yes, I would like very much to see your bedroom, where you are when we talk," she said.

What she didn't say was how many times she had imagined them alone in his room. Was that where their first kiss would take place? She had a few pictures of him in his bedroom. She had imagined them alone many times on his bed. His hands and lips exploring all the places that thoughts of him caused to feel hot and tingly, how would she respond? Hopefully her enthusiasm would make up for her lack of experience.

She smiled softly when he said he wanted to make this trip unforgettable for her. His words were genuine and she knew that would be the case. She was already having fun with him, watching him drive, hearing him talk, holding his hand. Maybe it was just being in a strange place, but Varinka had never felt so excited to be alive. She sat back and tried to commit every thing about her trip so far to her memory; from the moment she laid eyes on Matthew for the first time, to how his hand felt on hers. She didn't want to forget a moment.
 
They eventually pulled into the driveway at Matt's house. He turned the car off and climbed out and grabbed Varinka's bags leading the way into the house. As soon as the door opened he could hear the footsteps of his family making their way to the living room. He smiled at them and set the bags down next to the couch for now.

"Alright everyone after her long awaited visit here is Varinka." He turned to look at her with a smile then started introducing his family. Pointing at his mother first "This is my mother Cindy" then he pointed to his father "this is my father David" and then he pointed to his little sister, "and this little annoyance is my little sister Ashley" He added a soft laugh to let everyone know he was messing around with her.

After everyone swapped greetings Matt wanted to show her around the house. "Alright now I'm gonna give her the quick tour we'll be right there for dinner, which smells amazing by the way mom" After he said that he picked up the bags and started walking up the stairs. "We'll start upstairs and work our way to the kitchen."

Once they were at the top of the stairs there was a door to he left which was a bathroom and then a hallway to the right. He pointed out the first couple rooms which were his sister's room and a closet and then the last two doors that were across from one another was the guest room on the left and then Matt's room on the right. "This is where you'll be sleeping" He said as he set her bags down in the guest room before continuing the tour showing her his room before heading back down stairs.

Walking through the living room there was another little hallway on one end of the room that had a bathroom and then his parent's room. On the opposite side of the living room was the den that lead into the dining room and then the kitchen. He stepped out onto the back porch to show her their pool. He told her about every room they passed through so she knew which room was which. "Alright so are you hungry?"
 
Matthew's family was friendly and warm, greeting her like she was already part of the family. Varinka could see the pride in his parents' eyes and the admiration in the eyes of his little sister. They all lit up around him. He seemed to be quite proud of them, too. The warmth reminded her of home, and she felt just a twinge of homesickness. It also reminded her she needed to call her family and let them know she had arrived safely.

There was time to get to know everyone at dinner, which would be ready momentarily, according to Matthew's mother Cindy. Varinka followed Matthew up the stairs, watching him carry her bags with ease. He nodded his head in the direction of each room he described, ending at the end of the hall. When he sat her bags down in front of the room he pointed out would be hers for the week she smiled. Right across from the room he would occupy. The room she had seen in pictures, imagined being alone in with him. The bed almost seemed familiar for all the times she had thought about lying on it with him, naked, touching all those places on his body she had only felt in her mind until now. Well, not exactly now, there was dinner to be had. Varinka realized, as her stomach rumbled, she was very hungry.

The rest of the tour was conducted downstairs, culminating in a stop outside to see the pool. The water reflected the sun and made her blink, and the faint smell of chlorine tickled her nose. She hoped they would get to swim here as well as in the ocean before her trip was over, but that would be up to her host to offer. Just because she was feeling so at home already here was no excuse to forget her manners.

"I am hungry," Varinka laughed softly as her stomach growled again. "But I need to let my parents know I arrived safely. May I use the phone quickly first?"
 
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