"Hey! This is Kelly...Jordan told me about you and he thought we might hit it off", I rewrote that line about ten times before hitting send. I anxiously await a response, seconds felt like days. Jordan, a friend of mine, and apparently also a friend of Crystal's, gave me her number and told me to message her. He said he told her about me and thought we were a good match. I can't help but wonder if he has an ulterior motive. He probably wants to have a threesome, I smirk to myself.
My marriage has been seriously lacking affection and intimacy. My husband of twenty years has become complacent in our relationship and our sexual encounters are wham bam thank you mam's. I am left very unsatisfied and unfulfilled, meeting Crystal could get me into a LOT of trouble!
My phone beeps with a new message, "Hi Kelly! How are you?"
My mind is spinning. What do I say now? It has been a long time since I have been with a woman, I mean a long, long time...like 20 years! I feel out of practice. I remind myself that woman are actually easier to communicate with, so I decide to just be myself with a little playfulness thrown in. Although I had been in a ten year relationship with a woman prior to meeting my husband, times have changed and I am older now. I have to admit the excitement at the thought of kissing and making love with a woman again arouses me to say the least. I take a deep breath and text back.
"Hey! How are you? Glad you texted back! Jordan told me about you and I just wanted to say Hi. Maybe we could do lunch sometime?" I hit send, my heart beating fast in my chest.
"Sure, how about tomorrow? He told me about you too, sounds like we have a lot in common ;) "
Tomorrow...wow, that's fast! The butterflies in my stomach are swarming. It's now or never, I think to myself. Don't over think it Kelly, just do it!
"Sounds GREAT! Jordan tells me you are cute and sexy, can't wait to meet you" I hit SEND without thinking this time.
"Ditto! ;) "She replies with a winky face emoji and I smile to myself ...hmmm...I wonder what Jordan told her about me.
The rest of the day all I can do is think about meeting her tomorrow. I wonder what she looks like. Will she find me attractive? Jordan swears we are a perfect fit but I am very picky when it comes to woman. Besides the obvious physical attraction, there has to be a sort of kindred connection as well. I wanted someone I could be comfortable with. A friendship with benefits...really nice benefits! I have found since being with both sexes intimately, that woman have more emotional sex. They connect mind, body and soul. It is really a beautiful thing. So far things were looking good, but tomorrow will tell.
I wake and already have a message from her. My sleepy fingers fumble as I try to get my damn phone to work.
"Good Morning, I can't wait to meet you, hope we are still on for lunch today!"
"Definitely! I can't wait either!" I text back, smiling and feeling a bit like a teenager. I primp a little more than usual for work, trying to keep the shit eating grin off my face as I prepare. I fix my hair, apply light makeup, make sure my legs are shaved and my outfit is professional for work but sexy for her. I want to give Crystal a good impression, I want to turn her on.
The morning at work drags but an occasional text message back and forth with Crystal makes it bearable. We keep the messages fairly clean with some casual flirting. Just before noon a message comes in.
"I'm not really hungry, do you just want to meet and talk instead? It's up to you, let me know."
"Sure that's fine, I will see you in about 15 minutes, and I'm leaving now."
"Ok perfect, me too!"
My stomach is doing flip flops, I couldn't eat if I were starving. I'm so excited, the butterflies intense as I get in my SUV and drive to the restaurant. It's only a mile from my job so I arrive before she does and text her one last time.
"I'm here, parked in the back in the black Ford Escape."
I squirm in the seat as I wait for a response, hoping she isn't going to chicken out, hoping I wouldn't either! After all we are only meeting to talk, so why am I squirming? I feel like I am going to pee my panties, I am so anxious, she really needs to hurry before I do! I touch up my lipstick in the visor mirror while I wait, trying to distract myself. I can feel the moisture building between my legs as I wiggle in my seat, pressing my thighs together in a futile attempt to extinguish the throbbing.
A silver car pulls up beside me and I casually look at the driver. A Cute little brunette with big brown eyes is smiling at me. I knew immediately it's Crystal. Damn! She is a cutie, big check on the "I'm attracted to her" box. She motions for me to join her in her car. I get out of my truck slowly, making sure she has a nice view of my legs. I purposely turn around, bend over and reach for my purse in my passenger seat so she can also get a nice view of my ass. I love teasing and hope she does too, anticipation is a huge turn on. I slowly slide into her passenger seat and we give each other a quick, friendly hug.
It feels like we are instant friends or friends from a past life, it is so easy and familiar. We carry on a conversation like we had known each other for years. She shares personal information with me about her past and current relationship and I sense an immediate mutual respect and connection because we have so many things in common. I miss parts of the conversation because I am busy checking her out and day dreaming about her lips feel like. She is so cute and petite. I feel like I am staring at her lips and she surely knows what I am thinking right now. My cheeks heat and she smiles at me knowingly. Even though we are meeting to see if we can develop some sort of connection, and ultimately have a naughty sexual fling, it doesn't feel weird at all, in fact it all feels so natural with her.
She had me under a spell the minute I laid eyes on her. She looks so sexy and smells delicious. Her hair about shoulder length, straight and shiny. I want to touch it, run my fingers through it as I taste her mouth. Her fingernails are short but manicured and painted a pale shade of blue. She is a little thick, which I actually prefer in a woman and her tits were a C cup easily, possibly a D. They taunt me, her cleavage peeking out of the top of the V neck of her dress. I silently wonder what color bra and panties she has on and I notice she is squirming now. I smile to myself...mmmmmm...she feels it too! She mentions an appointment to have her pussy waxed after work and from that moment forward I am a goner. I have to have her, kiss her, and taste her, lick that freshly waxed pussy for her until she cums in my mouth. She was checking me out as well, I catch her from time to time, her eyes surveying me inch by inch. She keeps licking her lips...those sexy fucking lips ...damn it...she is driving me crazy!
I want to kiss her so badly but I just can't seem to muster the guts. Every time I think the timing is perfect, I bail at the last second. I can tell she wants to kiss me too and is having a similar internal struggle to make the first move. I know our time was cutting short as I glance at my watch.
"What time is it?" she asks shyly.
