The next morning after a brief hello Al told me in descriptive detail exactly what he fantasized about the night before after we said goodnight. It left my head reeling again and my panties soaked from my leaking pussy. Not only did Al have an imagination but he also had the ability to express exactly what he thought so that I could almost feel it.
I had plans for the day that were going to keep me busy and out of touch. As the day went on I wondered where this was going and what his expectations were from what we were doing. I thought about it literally all day. I did not want to jump into whatever this was and whatever it was becoming if I did not think I was going to be happy with it. As I said earlier, as far as I know Al was happily married and despite the fact that I wasn't I had no plans on changing my situation or his. I decided that I was going to bring the topic up with him tomorrow.
When we spoke in the morning I asked if he had time during his lunch hour to chat and he said he absolutely could make time and told me he would write at 12:01. True to his word he wrote me exactly then and I voiced my concerns to him about what was going on. Everything that he said was exactly what I was thinking. Fun, not looking to change anything and all the rest of it. He also had concerns, mostly trust and that the best way to keep this between us was if neither of us said anything to anyone.
As it got closer to the end of his lunch hour we were in full agreement about expectations and the rest of it. He told me he would write me that night. We did not speak until about 10 pm that night and when he asked what I was doing I told him that I had just got out of the shower. He asked if I was naked and I told him that I mostly was except for a towel wrapped around me.
"Why is that all it takes for you to say to make my cock hard Natalie?" He asked.
"I don't know Al but if I showed you the picture I just took I am pretty sure that I could keep you that hard for a while."
"Did you forget the rule already?" He answered, "121.1."
I laughed reading it and yes I had totally forgot and actually had not taken a picture. Al protested and told me I needed to send it and I thought what the fuck, give him a taste of what he can expect if this goes the right way. I walked back into the bathroom and turned away from the mirror and held the phone up over my shoulder so that I could see myself from behind. The towel was small and white and did not cover much at all. My ass was clearly visible at the bottom and with a slight adjustment so was most of my back and several of my tats. I looked at it quickly to see if it was going to tease enough and satisfied with the result I pressed send.
"Jesus fuck Natalie!" He wrote back after about half of a minute. "Could you be any sexier?"
"Do you like?" I asked
"No I don't." He wrote back. "I fucking love it!"
I smiled, it was a pretty good picture. "Did it have the desired effect?" I inquired.
He told me that he was in his garage having a smoke and as a result of the picture that he wouldn't be going back inside any time soon. I inquired if he had plans to tuck it in his pant leg and try and sneak back in as he had done hat work a couple of weeks ago. Al told me that he was wearing gym shorts with nothing underneath them so tucking anything into anywhere wasn't going to be an option.
I swallowed hard at the thought. "The tiny eggplant can't be all that tiny if you don't think you can hide it."
"Are you curious about my cock Natalie?" He replied.
"Since the day you sent the steamy mirror pic I sure as hell have been."
"Would you like me to put you out of your misery then and give you a better idea of what you are wondering about or are you one of those women who is not into pictures and would rather discover for herself?"
"No Al, I am all about the pictures, live pictures and videos of all kinds. They have this technology on our phones for a reason. lol" I wrote back. God I sounded like an eager little slut. I was.
"Should I follow your lead and leave a little to the imagination?"
"Show me your cock Al!" Was my answer.
I waited about twenty seconds and then saw the little bubbles on the bottom of the screen begin to dance. Was he really going to expose himself for me? My mouth was dry again and my thighs damp as I waited for the picture to come through. Finally it did and I clicked on it to bring it to full screen.
"Holy! Fuck!" I replied when I saw it, and in that instant nothing was dry anymore. My mouth was salivating and my pussy was leaking, instantly.
"Too little for you Natalie?" Al asked, knowing full fucking well that he had a big, bordering on huge, thick, perfect cock.
"Hang on, I need to look again." I said. OMG it was a delicious looking cock. Whoever circumsized him was a master surgeon. The head was full and shaped perfectly and the colour of a fine red wine, obviously being engorged at the moment. Since the picture was from the side I could see thick full veins on the shaft that were quite pronounced. If I drew my interpretation of a damn near perfect cock it would look a LOT like this. He was also holding the base of it in his hand and he has huge hands and it did not look out of place in relation to the size of his hand.
"OK." I wrote back after another look.
"What does ok mean?" he asked. "I mean OK is not the biggest compliment I could have asked for but thanks? lol"
"Shut up Al, I am a little lost for words." I started. "You know full well what you have there and I am sure that everyone who has ever had it has let you know exactly what they think of it."
He sent back a wink and I thought briefly about how many women he has probably fucked with that monster. I was not a crazy jealous person but I know women and when they have something like that attached to what so far has been a great guy they often comeback for more. That night we talked until almost midnight before we both headed for bed and I could not get the sight out of my head.
Over the next weeks and months we talked about everything and anything. Past history of lovers both before married and after. He was no angel but not quite the naughty girl that I was. He was very forthcoming about things and I loved that. More than anything, he seemed generally interested in everything I had to say. He constantly asked questions and inquired about details, not only about sex but about every day things.
Over those weeks and months my pictures sent to him went from teasing and alluring to completely raw and nothing held back and I felt totally comfortable both showing him what he wanted and surprising him with things of my own. I have quite an extensive collection of lingerie and sexier clothes and I would mix in all different kinds of pictures to keep him interested and he was always hungry for more.
We also had many conversations about our sexual likes and dislikes. Neither of us had many dislikes and it turned out that he had a motto where it comes to sex, "If it turns you on, doesn't make me bleed or leave marks then I would not say no to it."
I questioned him on it, extensively. Tried to find something that he would say no to. One day we were talking about anal sex. He talked about it as one of his biggest fantasies. He had done it before but not in decades according to him. I was a big fan of it as I find it erotic and sexy and incredibly intimate. I asked him, "What if I wanted to fuck your ass Al, does that change your opinion?"
"What do you want to fuck it with?" he asked.
"My finger or fingers, a dildo or something else?" I suggested as possibilities.
