Alayna sat in her living room looking at her phone, she was not sure what she felt exactly, but there was something about it, she felt was good. She had been playing the online game that she had been playing for a while now. It was stupid really, you battled another player to build a list of things on a given subject, but it was addictively fun and sometimes made you laugh. Earlier that evening she had started a random new game, there was an option to let the game select you an opponent, and she had taken it. She was matched with a guy called Nicholas, who seemed to match her level of skill, and they had played a couple of rounds.
On a round that was about 'Tom Hanks Movies' or something similar he has put after the obvious ones, 'I don't know' and then 'Eat Chips.' Alayna had read this and burst out laughing. So she messaged him in the game, 'Eat Chips? What are you on?'
The reply came back almost instantly, 'Didn't know, so thought I would try and make you laugh.'
Alayna replied that it had out loud, and moved on to the next round. That probably would have been it, but the next round was 'Synonyms for wet,' and top of both their lists was the word
'Moist.' Alayna had always had a thing for the word moist, there was something about it.
She messaged Nicholas again, 'Moist, don't you just love that word,' and then added a couple of crying laughing emoji.
What came back was a little surprising, 'I do love the word moist, there is something sexual about it.'
That was very forward with somebody you did not know, but she went with it. 'I agree, I giggle every time I hear it or say it.'
Then the real shock came with the reply back 'does it make you moist, talking about the word moist with a strange man?'
Alayna was not surprised to find that she was, she glanced over at her husband, sitting on the other sofa, he had always been exceptional at keeping her satisfied with her over active sex drive, but he certainly wasn't thrilling any longer, and this conversation had just become a little thrilling.
She replied 'a lady wouldn't say!'
She quickly jumped out of chat to look at the photo of the man she was playing, he we probably about her age, and to be honest looked pretty average, obviously carrying a few more pounds than he should, but she was not un-attracted.
As she flipped back into chat the reply came from Nick, 'that's a yes then!'
'Might be, but where you going to go with that now?'
'Where do you want me to go?'
This brought a brief smile to her face, thinking 'oooo the possibilities.'
However she put, 'On to the next round' and flicked out to play the next round.
As she finished, she saw that another message had come through from Nicholas. She opened it, 'Well that's no fun, I wanted to feel how moist,' with laughing emoji's.
Alayna giggled, and quickly glanced around the room, the kids and hubby had not appeared to notice, but she decided this was probably dangerous.
She replied, 'Well you can't now, I am sitting in the living room with my kids and husband.'
She closed the game down, but sat there wondering how she felt about what had just happened.
The next morning Alayna woke early, it would be a least an hour before anybody else in the house would be up. This was one of her curses, she couldn't sleep in, even when she wanted to. As she wandered downstairs to grab a tea, she opened the game, and saw it was her turn with Nick. She played the game and then boiled the kettle. Before the kettle has boiled, she notices that there is a message from Nick. She hesitates before opening it, but it was getting fun last night before she shut it down.
She opens it and reads, 'Morning, you are up early,' so replies.
'So are you? I am always awake early, don't sleep well,' she then carries on making her tea.
As she goes to grab the milk another message pops in, 'So nobody around, want to discuss moist?'
Alayna stood looking at this message. Her head swirled, thoughts of running off with this man ran around her head. Moments of daydream, standing there, lost in thought. The fridge alert bleeps at her to tell her the fridge has been open too long, and it brings her back to reality, she hesitates a moment, and replies, 'We can discuss moist all you want.'
Nick looked at the response, he felt he had pushed his luck too far, and was expecting to be shutdown. But this was a come on. He thought for a moment then typed, 'You up and about or in bed?'
'Drinking a tea in the living room in my PJ's,' came back after a short delay.
'So, I sit beside you and slide my hand into your PJ's, searching for the moist pussy that I desire so much,' before there is a chance of a reply he follows up with, 'I find it but I don't touch, I slide my fingers around the outside, caressing and massaging. I run one finger across your clit, teasing it gently.'
Nick pauses, this will either go well or down in flames. He suspects it will be flames. But just those two sentences are having an effect on him, serious excitement running though his body. He can see she is typing, he waits holding his breath.
'That's working,' came the reply.
Nicks heart leaps, this could be great fun. So, decides to go for it.
'I flick your clit and rub until I can feel your body respond, just enough to know you are going the right way. I slip your PJ's down and drop down, my tongue gently runs across your clit, and the intake of breath tells me you want it to play.' Nick fires this off, and starts on the next text.
'I circle your clit with my tongue, running across it randomly, as I do this, I slide a finger into you, running it in a circular motion, my tongue thrust at your clit and you gasp, I squeeze it between my teeth, very delicately, so my tongue can flick it,' Nick waits.
'Keep going,' comes the response.
Nick continues, 'I start to flick your clit hard and your breathing changes as you approach an orgasm, ' then, 'You fight and twist as I keep the pressure on as you climax and Yelp with the ecstasy, I release you and, 'Say first of many!''
Nicks cock is hard as gets at this point, and he starts to rub his cock as he types.
'I stand up and move my rock-hard cock towards your month, it caresses your lips. How do you treat it?'
As Nick sees the little icon go to typing, he starts to wank hard.
Alayna looks at the last comment, her hand is down her PJ's and rubbing away, she kind of wanted that to keep going, but it was clear this was going to be a joint thing, so she starts to type one handed.