Hitting an immense pothole snapped her back to reality. Becoming lost in fantasy seemed to be a common occurrence these days. Madeline smiled, riding the coattails of a fond memory. She quickly checked herself in the rear-view mirror, fluffed her dark brown curls and thought confidently that her hazel eyes (one of her best features) looked especially bright today.
Feeling a familiar flutter in the pit of her stomach, she turned the steering wheel and deliberately found herself on Spruce St., where her former lover rented an apartment. Madeline knew that he wasn't home, but secretly she hoped one day to catch him outside so she would have an excuse to stop and say hello. Seeing no sign of him, and feeling a little silly, she turned the next corner and continued on her way home. Wiggling in her seat, she smiled discovering that even just the memory left her moist.
Fingering the precious jewelry on her left ring finger, routine thoughts of housework and kids consumed her on the drive home. Her husband, Stan, was a wonderful man and she loved him deeply. He was her best friend, her husband, and a wonderful father to their young children. Recent years, though, had proven to be especially challenging.
Up to a few months ago, she would have never thought that she would be involved in a sultry, steamy affair. If you asked anyone who knew her the consensus would be that she was honest, hardworking, and had a sensible head on her shoulders. Sensibility went right out the window when she started talking to Carter.
It all started one lonely night with a simple online instant message. Things had become very complicated in her marriage and her level of frustration was at its highest. Stan had gone to bed after yet another fight between the two of them. On the verge of tears and contemplating the options ahead of her, she decided to calm down and check the flood of e-mails that came in from work. With nothing grabbing her attention, she turned her attention to the popular friends network with which she used to keep in touch with her closest buddies.
Many months before, an old acquaintance of hers from school wanted to know how she was doing. Carter and Madeline had eyes for each other since junior high, but neither of them knew the other was interested. They ran in different circles and never had the opportunity for anything more than just a casual conversation. When he contacted her, she couldn't help but smile. She flirted with the idea of writing back, but hadn't followed through until tonight.
Who knew the importance of what would come as she clicked the send button. Carter immediately contacted her back. Their online conversation started off very typical of friends getting to know one another. They chatted about everything from past experiences, their children, to future hopes and dreams. It felt as though they had been close friends forever. There was no denying that a definite connection existed between the two. Before she knew it, hours had passed effortlessly. As time marched on, each delicately teased the other with witty banter, placing a mischievous smile on Madeline's face. After each of them confessed their private crush for each other, the subject matter became much more intimate. With butterflies in her stomach, Madeline felt like a schoolgirl again; if only to be eighteen again.
She recalled they had shared a P.E. class their senior year. She confessed to eyeing him regularly. Those hot days when classes were outside and he would take his shirt off were her favorite. The sight of his gorgeous body stirred a desire within her that just wouldn't cease. After hearing this, taking his cue, Carter began describing how in gym class he used to check out her perfectly round ass and amazing tits concealed behind a short and sexy gym outfit. He wondered what it would be like to steal her away to the locker room, even if only for a few moments. He proceeded to indulge Madeline in one of his fantasies:
They were both standing near the entrance to the boys' locker room when he caught her eye and made a gesture towards the doorway. Feeling extremely adventurous, Madeline took the opportunity and followed his lead. They both knew it was only a matter of time before they would be missed, so Carter quickly led her to the furthest set of lockers hidden in the back corner.
With her back against the cold metal lockers, his warm hands made their way underneath her clothing. His soft lips kissed her neck while his hands cupped and fondled both soft and supple tits. His fingers brushed over her stiff nipples, then lifting her shirt, used his tongue to gently tease and tantalize, generating a quiet moan, letting him know she wanted more...much more.
She reached into his gym shorts and felt how impossibly rigid he was. She wanted it so incredibly bad. She stroked and manipulated him under the soft cloth of his shorts. Her mouth longed for the taste of him. She knelt in front of him and took his stiff hard cock in her mouth. Watching his manhood sliding in and out of her beautiful lips, and her tongue gently gliding over the head of his dick, made his knees want to buckle. She was growing wet with excitement.
The whistle in the gym reminded them that time was not on their side. She quickly stripped off her shorts revealing the all too perfect ass in which he had daydreams of. With Madeline bent over the slim locker room bench, Carter slowly entered her from behind. Her pussy was so hot and wet, the drive to fuck her as hard as he could was overpowering. A long moan escaped her lips and she begged him to fuck her faster. He grabbed her hips and pulled her ass forcefully against him, making her feel every rock hard inch of his shaft.
He felt her fingers lightly brushing against his balls while she pleasured herself. On the verge of cumming, she let out a series of moans. Sliding in and out, with each thrust his excitement built until ecstasy consumed every part of him. She tried to hold back, for fear of being caught by a teacher, but couldn't. She let out a cry of pure pleasure and then flipped herself over. He pulled out and stood over her while she held her mouth open. An incredible load exploded into her mouth as he moaned in satisfaction. Another mischievous look was exchanged and they realized another round would have been easily achieved, but class was almost over.
Carter's recount of this high school fantasy surprised and delighted Madeline. A mixed batch of emotions shortly followed, sending her mind into a whirlwind. All of a sudden, she longed to fulfill that missing piece of her life and wanted to make this fantasy a reality. She felt guilty, about to betray her husband, Stan, but couldn't help the strong connection drawing her towards Carter. She expressed these feelings to him, and they agreed meeting each other was inevitable. There were sparks already flying between them. A date was set for the following week at the local coffee house.
Keeping a poker face was the hardest thing to do throughout the week. Her mind kept wandering off. She felt shameful knowing Stan didn't deserve this impending betrayal. If he hadn't been so busy this week, he might have caught on something was going on with her. For the first time in her marriage, she was caught in the biggest moral dilemma. With the marriage in its current state, she wondered what else might be out there for her. Choosing to meet with Carter made her feel liberated and passionate. Not meeting with him, she felt, would be a mistake. Besides, it was just for coffee.
