It had been a long day, but I always liked coming home and getting online with my chat friends. It was always good to get things off my mind. It started over two months ago, I needed a social output, and I stumbled on a chat page that catered to local chat rooms. I took to it like a fish to water.
Within the next two months, I got so used to being online with the people I had met there that I stopped hanging out with my real friends. It was so much easier to get online and chat for hours on end with people I barely knew or met than talk to the people at work or who lived near me.
Tonight, was like just like any other. We talked about the going on in the world and flirted and told jokes.
'Are you coming next week?' a private message popped up.
It was from Kyle, or what he had said was his name. I didn't know him other than his chat name and that he lived just over an hour from me. We talked purely online.
'Don't know if I will get the time off,' I responded.
My work schedule was constantly changing as I worked in a large retail store as one of the managers. I had asked for that night off two weeks ago but was told it was the weekend, and it depended on the sales.
'Supposedly Chastity will be coming,' Kyle said.
Chasity, or Chastity as her username said, was the eye candy of the chatroom. I tried to pay her no attention to her or her other friend Francis or FranDD as they were continually teasing most of the guys in the room.
What bothered me the most about Chastity was that all of us had verified pictures on our profiles; it was easy to take a picture of ourselves with a verified number sent to our emails.
Even Francis had one, but Chastity hadn't. She always said it wasn't necessary or didn't have time.
This made me and others think that all of her pictures were fake. She posted many selfies of herself. A blonde woman in fit shape with a massive chest and a bubble butt. She was always in the gym or on horseback, always smiling and beautiful, beyond anything I had seen.
'I don't care if she goes or not,' I said. 'What about Erica?'
Erica32 was the real woman I was interested in; she was more my type. A big woman with a large ass and huge breasts. The only problem was that she wasn't interested in just one man and was exceptionally provocative.
She had an Only Fans page that showed off everything she had and always linked her Wishlist to everyone.
I had tried to get Erica to talk to me one on one, but it failed miserably. Her attention whoring had given her many nicknames, and Erica was proud of them, but still, I found her attractive.
'I am sure she will be there,' Kyle responded. 'With all the other guys that want to get in her pants.'
Kyle was only interested in Chastity and Fran. He fantasized about them.
While many of the guys were going after Erica, a few were constantly barking at the heels of the other two. There were a few other women, but most of them stuck to themselves and hardly talked.
'She's not like that,' I said, trying to be the white knight to what I thought was the damsel in distress.
'Dude, she sells herself to anyone that pays the money!' Kyle said. 'She pays you no attention because you don't want to subscribe to her page or buy her things, face it!'
That was the response she gave me when I tried to talk to her. She only talks to those who subscribe to her page, she said it was for her safety, but the truth was she wanted me to pay a monthly fee to see her nude.
The conversation continued, but the more we talked, I realized Kyle was right. Looking at how Erica acted, it was clear that she was interested in who would give her the most attention and the most money.
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I couldn't wait to tell Kyle the excellent news. I had gotten that Friday night off. Sure, I had to work Sunday, our busiest day, but it would be worth seeing some of the people I chatted with in person.
Kyle was ecstatic when I gave him the news. He told me the last time they all got together at a bar downtown, it was through the roof, they had fun, and he had gotten lucky with one of the women he had met. She had moved on and was no longer in the chat, but Kyle thought he still had a chance with Francis.
'Heard you are coming, Friday,' Francis sent me a private message.
'Yeah, should be good, first time meeting you all,' I replied.
'Should be a blast, we rented a rooftop bar, just the group, no one else,' Francis said. 'Call this number and give them your real name so they can let you up.'
'Will do,' I replied. 'Your bestie coming?'
'Wouldn't you like to know? I guess you will have to show up to find out,' Francis replied.
She sent me a number, and I called it and verified who I was and got the address.
A few more days and the group party would be upon us.
I was more than excited to get out and about for a change instead of staying inside every weekend.
The night came, and I was ready. I arrived a bit late, not wanting to be the first one there or look like I was too excited.
The rooftop was filled with people, some of them matched their pictures, and others didn't look anything like the picture they had posted.
I immediately recognized Kyle as he was bouncing all around.
"Thomas!" Kyle shouted as he saw me.
"Kyle," I nodded.
We shook hands, and I finally met the guy I had been talking to for going on two months. "What do you think?" Kyle asked.
"Very nice," I nodded.
"Right!" Kyle nodded.
It didn't take long for me to meet some of the others I had been talking to, and we settled on some chairs in the corner. Like the chat room, all the groups had formed and separated to talk amongst themselves.
Of course, most of our conversation centered around Erica, who had shown up in a sheer black dress that left little to the imagination. Sure, enough, plenty of the guys were giving her all the attention she needed and more. We could all tell she was enjoying the attention by the look on her face.
Francis showed up a little after Erica and immediately made a beeline for our corner. "Fashionably late," I said as she sat down.
"Thomas?" Francis said as she sat down beside Kyle.
Kyle immediately smiled as one of the eye candy women was sitting next to him.
Francis was stunning, and she knew it. She didn't have a dress that showed off everything, but it did show off her very firm figure. No wonder her teenage son's friends had nicknamed her MILF of the cul de sac. She was all that and then some.
I tried to hide the looks I gave Francis when she wasn't looking, but it was hard not to stare at her DDs. They looked more prominent than that on her slim frame. She had long brown hair and green eyes. Her green dress hugged her figure like a second skin.
Francis looked down at her phone and then smiled. "She's on her way," she said as she put it away.
"Who?" one of the others asked.
"Chas," Francis said.
Finally, I thought to myself, either she would be like some of the others and not look like her picture, or a wonderful woman would come out of that elevator.
The suspense was killing me as it took over half an hour, then when I wasn't looking, Chasity appeared out of nowhere.
There weren't words to describe her in person. Chasity was just like her pictures, absolutely breathtaking. Even some of the guys swarming around Erica had stopped talking and were staring.
"Sorry, I am late," Chasity said as she sat down. "Hard to get a sitter," she smiled.
Who was the lucky bastard that had impregnated her, was the thought going through my head.
The only thing the pictures she had posted didn't show was that Chasity was short, I would say Five, four or less. Which made everything else on her look even more immense, from her bubble butt to her enormous tits.
"Tell me about it," one of the other women said.
The conversation went fast and furious. We talked way into the night, and even when the bar announced they were closing at two in the morning, we went to a diner and talked more. It was good to be out with people I could relate to and understand.
'Told you that you would have a good time,' Kyle sent a text message as I finally got home at five in the morning. I was beaten.
