I had only been to Literotica chat a few times. My first time there I met someone, and quickly became involved in an intense affair. My husband showed no interest in me. I was lonely and wanted some kind of companionship, and maybe to release some sexual tension.
I enjoyed going to Literotica. The stories kept bringing me back; but in my loneliness, I soon became addicted to chat.
This particular night, I was waiting on my lover. He was my first, and I was still in that puppy dog crush stage. I was roaming the rooms in chat, talking with some familiar friends and meeting new ones. I'd had several PM's since signing on, telling them all politely no. I only pm'd with my lover. The screen turned yellow again; and there you were.
"Hi," your pm read. "Cute nick."
I was a little flabbergasted. I'd seen your nick before. I found it intriguing. I never saw you chat in public, so I figured you were always "busy". I was flattered, and a little excited, that you had noticed me. Breaking my rule about pm's, I answered you. I just felt compelled to know you.
"Hi," I responded, not sure of myself.
"Hello," came your reply. "Your nick and profile are very cute."
I was nervous, a little tense. I couldn't comprehend the feelings I was experiencing. My lover consumed me, day and night, and yet my heart was racing at the thought of knowing you.
We chatted lightly. Testing the waters. Exchanging A/S/L's, we found out we lived within an hour of each other. We laughed about it, but an image of being with a stranger, intimately, popped in my head.