I chatted online a lot during the pandemic. I used just about every site and app out there. I chatted with anyone about anything.
One of my favorite sites had a forum dedicated to exhibitionism / voyeurism. At first I just lurked, reading about the exploits of others. There were hundreds of posts a day. I wondered where all these exhibitionists were and how come nobody wanted to show me anything.
I started to follow a particular user who used the handle sunFLowerz. She would post her fantasies about co-workers and random people she ran into (before the pandemic). In her posts, she was flirty, she was confident, she was classy, and she was erotic.
I commented on her posts and we exchanged a message or two on the boards. I sent her a private message. She responded with her usual flirtiness but did not leave much room to extend the conversation.
About a week later I received a message from her titled 'You have my attention". She referenced a post I made that was relatively mundane. It was of interest to her because I mentioned a restaurant near me. It just so happens the restaurant was near her too. We lived close to each other.
If I am being honest, it was part of the reason I started following her. I could tell by a few of her posts and FL in her username that she was in Florida and nothing enhances a fantasy like the possibilty, even the slightest, of making it a reality.
Her message was not as flirty, it was more direct. She talked about the area and the things she wanted to do once things reopened. She talked about food she missed and the traffic she didn't. I was talking to the real sunFLowerz, not the one posting stories about flirting with and watching her male colleagues.
We exchanged messages for about 2 months before they started becoming more intimate. She remained more reserved than in her posts but she still found ways to express her interest in expanding our relationship as the world began to reopen.
With each message her confidence grew. She asked for a photo, 'nothing overt, but sexy'. I sent a photo of me, just with a towel, a partial erection pushing hard against the terrycloth.
She responded within a few minutes;
'I was worried about what you would send. Maybe we had waited too long. I have an inbox full of close up dick pics. I was hoping you weren't a close up. This is sexy. This is perfect. I cannot wait to see it in person.'
My response was short, in fact, just 1 word, 'Coffee?'. It was direct, and apparently very effective. She responded immediately, 'Yes.'.
It took a few days to arrange but we agreed to meet at a park near my house. I would wear something 'thin' and she may or may not wear panties.
Even though I live 5 minutes away, I arrived at the park about 20 minutes early so I could be there when she arrived.
We had exchanged vehicle information so I seen her red BMW turn in the park and head toward the back lot where I was parked. My heart raced. She had seen me in the photo but I had not seen her.
She pulled up next to me and parked her car. She did not look over at me. She held the wheel tight and just looked forward. It seemed like she was deciding whether to stay or not.
She finally opened her door and stepped out of the car. She was younger than I thought, early 30s, and wore a sun dress that hugged her athletic body. Her hair was up and she wore glasses that looked too large for her face. She reminded me of every nerdy girl in the movies who is turned into a stunning beauty with a simple makeover. She was way more attractive than me.
