She was so excited that he had finally popped up in her messages. It had been ages since they talked and she was starting to feel like maybe he wasn't as interested as she had been. She knew it was a lie that she had been telling herself, even though he had never come right out and said it, she knew he loved her. What else would make a man stick around after months of not being able to see each other. They had never shared so much as a hug, and she found herself dreaming of the day they could be together. It didn't matter that they had met on a app where people could share all their secrets, she had posted a naughty one, and he just happened to respond. Who would have guessed that a short while later they would be exchanging phone numbers and so much more?
It started with a simple like and then a chat through the Whisper app. All over a moment of masturbation. She had just had an erotic encounter with another man. Well that encounter wasn't all that sexually charged, they had shared a few kisses and then a little oral, but nothing beyond that. So, she went home and typed away on her phone about how this guy had made her masturbate at least five times that night. It couldn't be held against her, she had not had sex in what seemed forever. He started off by asking something innocent, and she answered honestly. She didn't even know that when they first talked he was an airman, just stationed in Kuwait for the next six months.
It was only a day that had passed when they decided to exchange numbers, they wanted to keep in contact. Within that week she had found out that he was Air Force, and was overseas. She had always been a sucker for a man in uniform. She knew this about herself and owned it with pride. There was just something about a man that defended our country that made her wet. She was surprised when he sent her a video of him masturbating and ejaculating all over his own hands. She would have given anything to taste his juices in her mouth, licking the mess off his hands and slowly taking his hard dick in her mouth. Looking into his bright hazel eyes and watching him squirm with the delight she was offering him. She would have given that man anything he wanted. She even told him so, in which his response was usually short and sweet, but she understood that he couldn't exactly be on the phone all the time.
Time had passed and the contact didn't break, she had been ghosted before by others, for whatever reason. With him the connection felt real, and not necessarily immediate, but in a few short months of being together, the feeling was growing and she couldn't deny that she was falling in love with him. It had gone from Whisper to text messaging, to kik accounts and eventually Facebook messenger where they could watch each other in real time masturbate. Oh, it was exciting, and it was wrong, and it would have been so much worse with anyone else, but with him, everything they did was right.
Her husband was home and she still found ways to talk to him. She found out all sorts of things about herself that she had never known. When R. Kelley had been made fun of for golden showers, she thought he was a disgusting child molester, but here she was damn near ten years older and finding out that he would let her urinate on him, and she didn't honestly mind if he urinated on her either, the only stipulation being that it happened in the shower. They didn't have many lovers, and not a whole lot of combined experience. He had only been with four girlfriends, and she had only had two lovers before. He only had sex ten times, but she didn't mind that, if he didn't mind that she was somewhat of a whore.
