She met him through one of those online personal adâs. âMarried female looking for an attractive single guy for discreet encountersâ it said. Of course sheâd received many replyâs, but after a lengthy screening process she had narrowed it down to just one. She had been corresponding with him through e-mail for the last few weeks and tonight she was going to meet him for dinner, a movie and perhaps more. Her husband knew nothing about it. Since he worked nights it was easy to keep it all behind his back. She would, however, tell him everything in time.
She started getting ready as soon as she got back from dropping her husband off at work. Scott was going to pick her up at 6:30 and it was now 5:30. She was nervous. She had never done anything like this before. But she wasnât going to back out. She and her husband had talked about her doing something like this though he didnât know she was actually doing it. She would tell him later after it had happened. She knew that would excite him. He had planted the idea in her mind and it festered until she wanted to do it as much for herself as for him. They had talked about the scenario during sex and she couldnât believe how worked up he got talking about it. He was going to love this surprise. So was she.
She showered and readied herself for her big night. It was Friday so not only did she not have to work the next morning, he would be at work until very late. She wore a hot pink top and a short denim skirt. Underneath she wore the set of matching black lace bra and panties she had bought for the occasion. Her husband hadnât even seen them yet. She had applied the vanilla lotion her husband had bought her. He said it made her smell extremely sexy. That was how she felt right now. Extremely sexy. She couldnât believe that she was about to have sex with a virtual stranger. More than that though, she couldnât believe how much she wanted to have sex with this virtual stranger.
When she first started all this she wasnât certain she actually wanted to do it. Though he said it would turn him on, he made no attempt whatsoever to pressure her into doing it. But it was clear to her that it would excite him. Then one night she was fooling around on the computer looking at personal ads for laughs when she got the idea to set one up for herself and see what kind of response she would get. She made it clear that she was married and looking only for a casual sexual relationship. For good measure she took a picture of herself wearing only a very sexy see through blue baby doll. She felt so naughty doing it but she was sure that if he found out, instead of getting pissed off heâd probably just get a hard on. And she knew she wouldnât do anything that she wouldnât eventually tell him all about.
To her surprise, she received quite a lot of responses. She was quite thorough in reducing the field of all losers. She made everyone interested, e-mail her a picture holding various objects to verify that it really was them. She corresponded with a few who showed potential and after asking all kinds of questions, in part testing the patience of each potential candidate, she had focused in on Scott. And not just because he looked a bit like Ben Affleck. He was 25 and just coming off a long term relationship. So while being quite interested in having sex, he was not interested in commitment. She definitely did not want someone who was going to want to hang on after. The deciding moment was when she asked him to describe to her exactly what he would do if she let him. Upon reading his very graphic and erotic response, she masturbated until she climaxed in a stunningly incredible orgasm.
The door bell rang at 6:20. He was early. She was suddenly very nervous and wondered if she shouldnât answer the door. Then she took a deep breath and opened the door. He looked great. Tall with short brown hair and deep brown eyes. And in good shape too. He looked at her and smiled wide. He quickly complimented her on her looks, saying how nice she looked in pink. She invited him in. They hugged as he entered the apartment she shared with her husband. It was a long hug. He complimented her on how lovely she smelled. She was getting very excited already. She was glad she opened the door. It was gonna be one hell of a night.
They had discovered early in their correspondence that they were both very shy. But they had gotten to know each other O.K. and they made pretty good conversation during dinner. They went to an Italian place with quiet, dark and secluded booths. They sat very close. They held hands often and shared a small kiss as well. After they finished eating, his hand fell on her bare thigh. It remained there as they talked though soon she sensed it was moving slowly upward. She made no move to resist. Then suddenly, their eyes locked and he leaned in and kissed her deeply. She had longed for it badly and it felt incredibly wonderful. She felt bad too but even that seemed to be exciting her as well.
As their kiss grew more passionate, his hand too inched higher. Sure no one was able to see under the table in the dim light, she simply spread her thighs to grant him better access. She jumped as she felt his fingers brush against her most personal place. As he kissed her and began to rub her through the lacy fabric she had to remind herself to breathe. She felt his hand try to move the fabric to the side. She spread her legs wider. Their tongues darted back and forth in each others mouths as his fingers worked their way into her soaking wet hole. Her right hand felt its way to his crotch and began to caress his bulging hard on through his slacks. It felt very large. She couldnât wait to get her hands on it.
She couldnât stop herself now if she wanted to. She was too turned on by Scott and besides, it was all her damn husbands fault for making her want to do it anyway. She quickly reminded herself that her husband wouldnât be upset and that she wasnât doing anything wrong and should enjoy herself as much as possible as she was sure her husband would want her to. It still felt weird to her, but Scottâs fingers quickly averted her attention back to what he was doing.