Kendal had just gotten out of the shower; she had just come home from the "Steak'n'bake" a greasy spoon diner she worked at part-time. She always took a shower after work because she smelled like the fried lard the cook was always slapping on every thing he cooked. She'd just finished the midterm exam for the tech class she was taking, so she didn't need to study. What she hadn't learned would come out in the result of the test. Her kids were off with her ex for the weekend, and she'd told her girlfriends to go to the club without her. She need some 'me' time. Now, she was starting to wish she'd gone to the club because she was starting to feel bored; the house was too quiet without the kids running around.
Finally, she decided use the computer -- just for something to do. She sat at the computer in nothing but her blue silk robe with the Asian design, looking as if she was preparing to meditate at the computer alter. She logged on to her email account and found she had email waiting; just a few from pen pals. She responded to all her mail, and then found one that was a confirmation of her membership at literotica. She'd forgotten about signing up on that site; her friend had recommended the site telling her that the stories were amazing. She clicked the web address provided in the mail and it took her to the literotica site. She discovered a cornucopia of stories, all kinds, anything your heart (or well other parts of your anatomy) desired.
She opened a few stories and read them all the way through, and she became slightly aroused. Some stories she closed immediately because she wasn't into hard-core S&M. Slight bondage was all right like fussy handcuffs on the bedpost and being tickled with a feather that was okay. The stories of whips, chains, masks, and masters with slaves, really turned her off. She found more stories of basic erotic coupling and enjoyed those. Then she perused the lesbian side of the website, and found an interesting story of a woman's first time with another woman. This story really increased the wetness in her crotch. She had no real desire to be with a woman, but there was something about the poetry of two women together that made her horny.
Finally, she decided she was done with porno of the imagination; her imagination was better than the real porno and it included better acting as well. She wanted a little human contact, even if it was through a computer. She went to the site her girlfriend Gina had signed her up on (without her permission, telling her that she needed to get some real cock inside her instead of her plastic vibrator). She'd never visited the site before, and decided to check her profile and read what Gina had included about her. Well, the bio was correct 26 years old, divorced, three kids, student, and worked as a waitress. The stuff Gina had put in for hobbies was a bit exaggerated; she was portrayed as some kind of starving artist. All she really did was paint crafts and attempt to sell them on ebay, her crafts never sold. She corrected the hobby part, but left most of the other stuff alone.
Then she saw the pictures Gina had submitted. In one she was sitting at a bar in a black mini shirt, and high heels, with a drink in one hand and a cigarette in the other. Shit! In that picture she looked like a hooker saying "Come on boys I'm open all night". The next picture was even worse; it was of her dirty dancing with some guy on the dance floor after she'd had a few too many Mudslides. She remembered that the guy had tried to feel her up on the freaking dance floor. When he had tried to put his finger up her skirt and under her panties she'd racked him in the crotch. He'd probably never be able to procreate after that kick.
She went onto the site and changed the pictures to some that were more decent. She changed the black skirt picture to one of her as a brides' maid at her friend's wedding, wearing an ankle length silk cream dress with spaghetti straps. She changed the picture of her dancing raunchily with the man on the dance floor to one that showed her at a speech she'd made at school. She was wearing a black pin striped feminine suit with a knee length skirt, cream top and black pin striped jacket. She felt satisfied with the profile, and then she started to cruise the site while looking at the different members. She searched for local men, and found a multitude of men from the Oklahoma area. Most of them were rather older than she was and the ones that seemed in her own age range seemed unapproachable. There were all kinds of usernames for the Oklahoma area. A common theme showed fan4sooners, die4sooners, luvthecowboys (this username sounded more like the man wanted a cowboy instead of loving the team cowboys), and last but not least tulseytown!
Finally she found a profile that seemed like a real possibility. The man's username was
justtulsa
. He was 32 years old divorced without children, about 5'11" and a smoker. He worked in computer services specializing in systems using Linux technology. In his picture, though it was a bit fuzzy, he was shown as a good-looking man with light brown hair and a pleasant smile. She decided to send him a message and see what came from it -- if anything. She brought up the message box for
justtulsa
with a point and a click and wrote:
Kelticgoddess
(a username her friend had named for her based on her living room décor)
wrote:
Justtulsa—Hello my name is Kendall I live in Tulsa as well and basically wanted to say 'Hi'. If you'd like nothing else from me, I'd still like to pick your brain about Linux systems technology and the jobs that are available within the field, since this is what I am currently studying.
She hit Send and her message was off to find its destination -- somewhere in cyberspace. She waited a few minutes, re-studying his profile before moving on to the next guy in line. Abruptly her computer let out a ding, and she jumped a little. A box appeared on the screen, with the message 'You have I new message in your mailbox'. She hit the Okay button and the mail was revealed on the screen. Her new message was as follows:
Justtulsa wrote:
Kelticgoddess or rather Kendall, I am online and in a chatroom right now called "single and looking." If you would like to join in, we could chat. I have seen your profile and you seem like an interesting female and I would like to learn more about you. I work with computers all day and would rather talk about something else, though I will tell you about Linux and whatever else you wish to know at a later date. Please join in and chat with me! Thanks, Dustin aka justtulsa.
She was thrilled at the message and surprised at his quick response. She clicked off her message and began to search the website for the "single and looking" chatroom. She finally found it, logged into it, and saw 'justtulsa' in the list of users inside. The minute the chatroom declared that she'd entered the room a message addressed to her from justtulsa appeared right below her entrance message. It said:
Justtulsa wrote:
kelticgoddess--I didn't think you would join in, though I'm glad you did!
Kelticgoddess wrote:
justtulsa—Why didn't you think I would join in, I emailed you first so it had to be obvious I was interested. I was surprised at your quick response.
Justtulsa wrote:
kelticgoddess—I would like to get to know you better can we go to a private room? I'll send you an IM with the room name.
Within a few seconds, a message popped up on the screen saying
Justtulsa has invited you to join in a private chat with the name
Tell Me Something Bad About Tulsa
would you like to join this user yes/no?
She clicked on yes and was instantly transported to the private room that 'justtulsa' had created.
Justtulsa:
Hello Kendall
Kelticgoddess:
Hello Dustin
Justtulsa:
How are you doing?
Kelticgoddess:
I am fine a little bored. Thought I wanted a night on my own, and sent my friends out to a night on the town. Now I don't know what to do with myself.
Justtula:
Your profile says you have three children where are they?
Kelticgoddess:
They are with my ex-husband for the weekend.
Justtula:
So you have the place all to yourself?
Kelticgoddess:
Yep, pretty much. It's too quiet.
Justtulsa:
Do you have a webcam?
Kelticgoddess:
Yes I do.
Justtulsa:
I'll show you mine if you show me yours.
Kelticgoddess:
Ha funny! Okay here it goes.
