It was just 4 days shy of being 2 months since last they had met. She had been doing all she could not to break down and call him. After clutching the phone in her hand several times, contemplating on whether or not she should call him, secretly longing for his touch for quite some time. She decides to make the call today.
As she takes a deep breath while dialing his cell phone number, thinking to herself does he even think about her. Does he remember when they last met, that cold February night in the park. As the phone starts to ring, she tries to think of something clever to say, just in case she gets his voice-mail, something enticing enough for him to return her call. To her surprise he answers, his voice deep, and sexy, comparable to that of a Radio D.J., she instantly becomes aroused at just hearing him say hello. She begins by telling him how much she has missed him, and how she frequently fantasizes of him while masturbating, and even having sex with her own husband.
After talking for awhile, catching up on each others lives, he tells her there is a possibility that they could meet again, that night, in the park. Seductively she tells him it would be worth his while...
Even though she knows the chance is slim, that he would actually follow through, meeting her secretly in the park. She decides to shower, and prepare herself for their chance encounter.
As she steps out of the shower, now naked and wet, inspecting herself in the mirror. She begins to brush her long blonde hair, her cheeks flushed, as she thinks how naughty they both are. Married, and not satisfied sexually, seeking that satisfaction in each other.
She decides not to go all out, not wasting time getting dolled up, just in case he does not make it. As she slips on a pair of her shortie boy cut panties, thinking how he would like them, but knowing they would not be on long. She pulls on a t-shirt, of course not wearing a bra, as she knows this excites him.
Just the thought of her breast bouncing freely, access to them not hindered in any way, she glides her hand across her hard nipples. Smiling, she knows her nipples are hard, longing for his mouth, his hands. She then slides on her shorts, over her soft full hips, allowing her freshly shaven legs to be revealed. Even though she loves to smell edible at all times, she decides not put on any perfume, just in case they do meet. He has told her that his wife picks up quickly on another females scent.
Now she waits, hoping the phone will soon ring, him saying he is on his way. To their spot, in the park, where they had last met. She tries to keep herself busy, with things around the house. Not wanting to be impatient, as she had been in the past.
Glancing at the clock, she realizes over an hour has passed. She does not dare call him, just in case he has gone home. She certainly does not want to alert his wife to their activity. She thinks to herself, "please call, let me know either way". "Don't leave me hanging", so eager to please him, and longing to feel him inside of her.
