I looked at the screen. There it was again: a popup ad for an online RPG. "Well, Ian," I muttered to myself, "you may as well check it out. If it's useless, just don't bookmark it."
I created an avatar and began to experiment on the game. It seemed worthwhile, so I added it to the list of my gaming bookmarks, right next to the online chess website. I began to regularly interact with the other avatars on the game. One cool system was a private mail feature where you could send messages back and forth between your avatar and another person's avatar. Technology is amazing, I thought to myself. Here I am communicating with people across the planet -- a Californian like me chatting with people in Kansas, Canada, even Australia. 30 years ago that would have been impossible, save for an outrageous long-distance telephone bill, and even then how would you know the person was there in the first place? I quickly made a number of online friends.
One person in particular attracted my attention. The woman, who went by the handle of "Emerald", apparently was a lonely and horny babe. She and I began a hot and heavy sexual correspondence, where we would imagine our fantasies coming to life. I would send her detailed messages about kissing, licking and touching her all over her sexy body, and she would follow up with a message describing in detail what she was doing to me. We used every imaginable scenario: sex outside, the boss/secretary gig, the hot teacher/horny student deal, sexy nurse who rescues stranded hiker and uses her body to heal him up... anything you would see used as a plot in a porn movie or erotic story, we utilized in our back-and-forth fantasies.
During this time, I became interested in knowing about the woman behind the avatar of "Emerald". I began using a second feature of the site to exchange real-life information with her. We then proceeded to exchange e-mail addresses and sent each other pictures of ourselves. I smiled when I saw hers: she was absolutely beautiful. A voluptuous black woman in her late 30's with a sexy smile. Just about my age. She informed me that she found my picture attractive, too.
I decided I needed to know her better. She was by day a Midwestern schoolteacher and at night her horny side came out. We started swapping not only sexy textual fantasies but erotic video clips we'd find online. I would try to find ones where a white male was sexually pleasing a black female, since that was what I imagined myself doing to her.
Eventually, through the miracle of modern technology, we set up our computers with programs that enabled us to talk to each other. Her sexy purr got me even more turned on. I discovered her actual name was Iris -- a beautiful name for a beautiful lady, I told her. I could hear the coquettish giggle as she replied back that very few men had ever called her beautiful. "That's their loss," I replied with a grin. "Iris, you're wonderful. I just have a feeling this is it: someday we'll meet in person and I can do all the things we've talked about to you... um, for you."
"To me would be just fine," she responded with a sexy laugh. "There is the issue of distance, though."
I knew that was a problem. Was I really willing to uproot myself and move halfway across the country to be with her? She was set in her job and had family nearby, so she was tied down to a specific location. I had a job but no other ties to keep me around.
After an extensive search and several phone interviews, I was accepted for a fairly good-paying job in a town near Iris's home. I broke the news to her and she squealed excitedly. "Really? You'll be moving here?"
"Yes, I will," I grinned. "Perhaps you could let me crash on your couch until I find a place to stay."
"Ian," Iris laughed, "of course you can move in with me. And I know you have no intentions of moving out."
I didn't have much stuff to move. It all fit in my car. I smiled as I drove toward Iris, thinking about actually touching her sexy body. We continued to communicate online as I made the 4-day trip. Finally I pulled up outside her house. After moving my few really important possessions inside, she pulled me into her loving arms.
