Dawn gripped the steering wheel tightly as she came up on the coffee shop again. She had spent the three trips around the block gathering her courage to park and get out. Knowing that if she didn't do it this time, she would probably just go home, and that was something she felt she would regret for the rest of her life.
Steeling herself, she signaled, and turned into the last parking spot. Shutting the engine off, she let her head drop onto the wheel, her heart racing.
Over the past few months, Dawn had felt that something was missing from her life, spice or adventure, she wasn't sure what. Perhaps it was a mid-life crisis or pre-menopause, or just a long marriage to a man who had become too familiar. Who knew? But during that time, she found a world that was intriguing to her, for she had taken the on-line plunge, and found some fun in chatting and surfing. She was especially taken by the attention her presence on Instant Messenger had caused. Suddenly she was chatting with all kinds of people. And men interested her most.
And there seemed to be an almost endless supply of men! At first she dutifully responded to each inquiry, but there were so many, she found she could be selective. Those men that were coarse or demanding, she ignored. A man had to be able to talk about other things than the size of his cock or what he wanted to do to her. The men Dawn drifted to were smart, and funny, and charming, and could talk about all kinds of things.
Still, a sexy chat was quite appealing, and it was so nice to know that men were attracted to her. She started to become curious about what it would be like having sex with another man. Would it be very different that what she did with her husband. Would it be more exciting? More adventuresome?
One of the nicest men she met on-line was Joe. He didn't hit on her and seemed genuinely interested in her. They talked mainly about family, hobbies and interests. He was quite charming, very polite, and smart. Yes, Joe was a nice guy. Her conversations with him were comfortable. It was as if they had been chatting for months instead of days. She found that she could talk to him about anything, and after a while, they did have quite sexy conversations. His flirting was obvious but she liked his style, he seemed to know how to talk to a woman, and she quickly began to look forward to seeing his name lit on IM. During one of their sexy conversations, she confessed her fantasy about having sex with another man, but not a stranger.
"Do you think you could go through with it if an opportunity arose?" Joe asked.
"I really don't know," she replied, and she really didn't.
The next few conversations between them seemed to center on this topic. What did each like sexually? What experiences had they each had? What would they like to do that they hadn't done before? And so on. These conversations ultimately led to some quite satisfying cybering.
"Dawn, if you were here right now, I'd give you a kiss", Joe said.
"And if I were there, I'd let you"
"But this would be a deep passionate kiss, not just a peck on the cheek."
"Mmmm", she answered back.
"And my hands would start to roam."
"Oh". This possibility startled Dawn but it also made her feel warm inside. Could she really let herself be intimate with another man.
"I wouldn't stop you," she finally typed back.
"Oh, really? Well, Dawn, I really like you and I know you like me, too. Would you consider meeting? We could chat over coffee, and perhaps, eventually, you could live out your fantasy."
Stopping dead in her seat, Dawn imagined what it might be like. She surprised herself because she was actually considering it. This wasn't the first time that a man she was chatting with had suggested meeting. But it was the first time that she thought she might want to follow through.
"Dawn? Did I lose you? Are you there?" came the typed questions.
"Uh huh"
"I didn't mean to throw you off. I'm sorry."
