The email gave me the place and the time. She was asking me to meet her for lunch. How could I refuse?
There was a beep from my computers speakers. A sound like the tab of a beer can being popped, then foamy liquid pouring into a glass or mug, followed by the spray of tiny bubbles. Then a sexy female voice that said, “You have mail.”
I grinned and clicked on the mail icon in my browser.
It was around eleven in the morning on my day off from work. I was comfy; relaxing in a t-shirt and shorts, lounging on my couch with my feet propped up on the coffee table, my laptop balanced on my thighs and bumming around on a singles site when I got the message. I clicked it open and scanned the attached note.
It was from a woman who called herself LadyLoveBBW. I didn’t know her real name. Her profile had been one of the first to show up when I’d joined the site. She was an older woman – which turned me on – easing into her late 40’s. In her photo she was a little chubby, but she had a great big rack and nice taste in lingerie, so I thought, what the hell?
I sent her a tentative proposition, just for fun. I didn’t think she’d even reply, since I hadn’t uploaded a picture of myself, and my profile really didn’t seem to match what she was looking for. She was attached, engaged to be married, with a couple kids already, and she was doing this on the sly. She wanted to meet someone to share erotic emails, maybe meet a man to develop a short-term – and discreet – relationship.
That sort of crap.
I just wanted to fuck. And her picture made me horny. In my first email to her, I sent her some dumb story I made up about meeting her at a hotel, with lots of kissing and caressing, candles and wine – everything I could come up with. A big, steaming load of romantic bullshit.
Color me surprised when she emailed me back. She continued with my story, writing shit about how she wanted to kneel before me and handle my mas... Les hele novellen
