Before I talk about Mary, a little about me... I'm Mark, 53 at the time this story begins, but I'm hoping to develop it over time so I may be 60 by the time it finishes. I'm a fan of ladies in lingerie and stockings and the stories here gave me the inspiration to try and pen something myself. This is a slow burner, so don't expect fireworks in part one, but I hope it sets some of the groundwork for future chapters.
And who's Mary I bet most of you are asking. Well she's a 49 year old married mum of 2 that I met on another site with a chatroom. Over the last year we have seen our friendship go from basic flirting to so much more. And to make it even better, it was Mary who asked me to put this story down, so that she could enjoy and see the reactions from others. Some of what follows is 100% accurate, some 50% and some a figment of my imagination, but I won't spoil anything by saying which is which, I will leave that to the readers imagination.
Chapter 1 : New friends
I had been a member of a certain shopping website for about 15 years. Most of the site was devoted to selling hosiery, but there was also an active forums area with a chatroom. I had ventured into the chat room on and off over the years, but was always a bit sceptical as to whether the lady i was chatting to was really a lady. And through chatting to other guys there I wasn't the only one that felt that way.
So when i met a new member in the autumn of 2022 i had my sceptical hat on at first. The lady in question told me her name was Mary and mentioned she was married and 49 years young. So why was she here at the chat room I wondered? Quite simply she had a high sex drive and her hubby worked unsocial hours so quite often she had an itch that needed scratching and the chat room was a great place to get some relief.
Obviously her back story interested me, but i was still wondering whether she was really a Mrs or a Mr. Well Mary described herself to me as a 5ft 5in lady, with brown hair with blonde highlights, a size 10 figure and a 34B chest. I was very interested and fairly soon Mary started adding pics of herself to our chats. There's something very stimulating about chatting with a beautiful woman and then receiving a photo showing the outfit she has just described. But still I had that nagging doubt, could this be someone using stolen images just to play with me.
And then the unexpected happened, Mary asked me if i had a Skype account,
Chapter 2: Our first Skype experience
Well I almost fell off my chair when she asked me this, and couldn't type the word "Yes" quickly enough. As I did, I opened a new tab on my macbook and launched Skype for the first time in ages... I found the screen name Mary had sent me and sent a "wave". And then I waited...