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I sat eagerly by the computer waiting for her reply. My thoughts racing, wondering what is going on. I knew I was Bi-sexual, I loved the touch of a woman but it had been so long. Now married with kids living the typical American dream I found, myself wanting more again. I perused the Craigslist ads living vicariously through others hopes and dreams. A few ads coming together put us in touch. Reading them I couldn’t help myself, I posted simply congratulations to the couple, envious of her courage. I never expected what fate had in store for us.

The woman in the ads emailed me, just idle chit chat. I had no intentions of this becoming anything. Harmless blabber is all it was or so I thought. She awakened a familiar hunger buried deep within my gut. A feeling I hadn’t felt since Kimmy, the beautiful girl that I loved so long ago. My dark eyed Asian girl that showed me this whole new world. I sat there watching, waiting for her next email. I never thought for a second I would mistakenly seduce her with a simple story I enjoyed. I felt compelled to share it with her. It opened a door that I had reluctantly closed a long time ago. I read about the woman’s escapades with her new boy toy growing moister with each email. I dared not utter a word to her. I had no idea if she was BI-sexual and I enjoyed our chats. As we spoke she mentioned a few times she was turned on by our emails. I thought nothing of it; I was giving her ideas to toy with for her new man. I simply thought she was picturing herself with him in the scenarios I placed before her. Our emails took a sudden turn I never saw. She mentioned she was amazed how reading could turn her on so much, so I sent her a link of a simple story I enjoyed. So I sat waiting anxiously for her next email.

Ugh the phone, it’s never fun to try to play when you’re at work.

“MMMMMM, OOOOO.” a woman’s voice moaned on the phone, her voice heavy, mid orgasm.

My boss standing behind me I couldn’t say a word I stood there silent listening to the mysterious voice on the other end. I knew it was her, but how did she know the number? I must have forgotten to delete my signature from one of my emails. A mistake I did not regret! My juices flowed, I stood by my desk soaked, helpless, unable to do a thing about it, my pussy throbbing, begging to be touched. A customer in the office, my boss right next to me I grabbed my phone.

“They can’t read what I’m writing on here.” I thought to myself. I had to ask her was it her on the phone. It must have been.

“Bing.” It’s her telling me she got nervous and hung up. I wanted her to call again. The sound of her voice drove me insane. She did, my boss answered this time and she quickly hung up. I was disappointed he answered. A few more emails and I was on the edge. On the brink of orgasm just reading and waiting, the phone rang again and it was her. She had a beautiful voice, I assumed that is what angels sound like when they orgasm. Sensuous, heavy breath, moaning a harmonious hum echoed from the phone. I listened as she climaxed, my own pussy throbbing, aching for her. What was happening? I haven’t felt this way in years. I’ve had my spats but never acted on it. That was it; I was over the edge, hearing her voice on the phone drove me wild. The end of the day was finally here and I was soaked. I packed my belongings, locked the doors and off I went phone in hand checking my emails every second. My whole body ached.

“Bing.” She sent a picture this time, her pussy soaked, her panties drenched with her juices and a little note saying it was all caused by me. I almost drove off the road. How it is this woman holds so much power over me and I’ve never met her??? I don’t even know her name. I have asked but she will not tell me.

“Bing.” Yet another email, she’s asking me to send a picture myself this time. My thoughts raced, my pussy getting wetter and wetter by the minute. I stopped at the nearest place that had a bathroom, oh thank heaven for 7-11. There I was spread eagle on the bathroom floor in front of my camera, I couldn’t resist. I snapped the shot and quickly emailed it to her. I felt compelled like I had no other choice. I needed to give her this; she had given me so much already. She had brought me to the brink of orgasm just by the sound of her voice, sensual, sexy, her breath heavy as she came, right there with me on the phone, the shop bustling with people. I emailed her begging her to meet me. I just couldn’t resist this beautiful temptress. We agreed on a place and time, tomorrow at noon. I felt like I was in an old western, waiting anxiously for the shoot out. But this was going to be so much sweeter.

I was wild that night, my juices flowing; my clit ached, begging to be touched. Scott didn’t know what hit him. I attacked him, ripping his clothes off and mounting his hard cock, abusing him as if he were nothing but a piece of meat. Riding him like a bull rider in a rodeo. After a wild night of sex and my husband stunned, I laid there thinking, waiting for tomorrow. Slowly I drifted off to sleep, dreaming of what was to come. In my dreams we made love for hours. Taking our time with each other, giving each other the most pleasure either of us has ever had. Little did I know that was exactly what was about to happen.

I woke the next morning anxious, nervous, longing for the day to begin. After a shower I dressed for work I checked my emails again. Quiet, not surprised its 6:30 on a Saturday morning. Scott still sleeping, his face buried in the pillows, his eyelids covering his ocean blue eyes as he slumbered, his long dirty blond hair disheveled on the pillows from tossing and turning through the night. I kissed him on the forehead, before slipping out the door for work. I wondered what he would think if he knew why I asked him to leave the house. He was a wonderful man. He loved me dearly and I knew that. He also knew I had my “other” side. It was no secret, not to him anyway but he accepted it. I loved that about him, he accepted me for who I was, a rarity to find these days.

Work came and went, quiet only one email confirming our meeting. I had hoped for another phone call but the day went boring and uneventful like most days did before her. I pondered the different things in my life. I thought about what I was doing. I was about to cheat on my husband of 5 years. He was a wonderful man and I was unsure if I should go through with this. He understood but how understanding would be after this? Scott and I have been together for a long time; he knew about my other side and understood, we always promised we would do this together. Here I was doing it with out him. Here was the father of my 2 children oblivious to what was about to transpire, but I had to know, I wanted to know this woman. I only hoped she would join us at another time.

I sent everyone off in the house so I would have it to myself. I emailed her the directions and rushed home. Quickly I picked up any of the kids toys that were lying around made sure I lit the candles in the bedroom and made sure the bed was made neatly. I was so nervous I had to keep busy. Thoughts raced through my head, would she like me? I don’t exactly have the body of a goddess. Kids will do that to you. We hadn’t even seen each other. We just jumped right into this. I never did this, I wasn’t spontaneous anymore. I just became comfortable with Scott enough to try new things. I was very sexual with him. We had just learned the fun of tying each other up but we still felt a little silly for role play but we are working on that. I had only just come out of my shell a few months ago. Here I am waiting for this woman to knock on my door, a stranger that had been so intimate with me; had already brought me to the brink of orgasm with just the sound of her voice. A stranger that wouldn’t even tell me her name!

“Ding dong.” Oh my god she’s here.

I thought for a second about pretending I didn’t make it home yet. No, I can’t, I admired her for having courage in her ads, now it was time for me to have some too. After all it took a pretty big set of balls for her to come here in the first place, she was straight, but she told me I intrigued her she wanted to explore this road with me. I felt honored, even though I wanted to hide in my shell. I walked to the door trembling to greet my beautiful visitor. I opened the door and there she stood, her long brown hair, her sultry eyes, her inviting lips, and a body of a goddess. I was awe struck. I became suddenly very aware of my own flaws. I had the body of one of the woman you could find in a Van Gogh painting. Some how I always thought my long red hair, grey eyes and size D breasts made up for it. My heart was pounding at this point; I had no idea where this day would go.

We sat on the sofa chatting for a spell, getting comfortable with each other. I didn’t know what to do; I wasn’t sure if she liked me or if she wanted to run regretting not sending pictures before she came. She was stunning, beautiful breasts slender build, the way she sat one leg up on the sofa her pussy just peaking through her skirt. I couldn’t help myself; my eyes kept drifting there, her pink, lace panties just peaking out. She wore a low v-neck white tank top; I admired the curves of her breasts, perfectly shaped. It was as if she was casted from an angel. I couldn’t believe she was here, with me no less. I’ve never made the first move, I may have done a lot and seemed like I had all the courage a woman could ask for but deep down I was a coward, I could say all I wanted in an email but when it came face to face, I hid. I could see her eyes wandering, looking over my body, undressing me I hoped.

“So, I would like a tour of your house, preferably to the bedroom.” Her eyes tempting me, she stood and took my hand into hers.

My heart raced as I zig zagged my way through the house to the bedroom. I opened the door to escort her in, the walls a deep red with the curtains to match, they were drawn so no one could see in. The sheets brown with a white flower pattern, it resembled one of those beds in the store, with the extra pillows that always got thrown off just before sleep. Candles light on the end tables giving off a soft glow. She sat on the edge beckoning me to her. I sat beside her and decided what the hell, we have come this far and we are here; I leaned in and kissed her deep, sliding my hand through the back of her soft hair. Our tongues entwined, my breath growing steadily heavier. I felt her hand slid over my thigh, slowly upward towards my hip. My mouth wandered, I wanted to taste every bit of her. I started with her neck; I could smell the sweet scent of apricots, my hands working feverishly trying to remove the few garments the stood between my mouth and her breasts. First the shirt, easily removed, then the bra, being a woman had its advantages; we knew how the bra worked. One hand 3 seconds it was off. I cupped her breast in my hand, her nipple tightened, grew more erect beneath my finger tips. I sucked it into my mouth. I could tell she was enjoying this so far, her chest heaved, her breath soft but deep. My other hand wandering its way to her other breast, gently squeezing the nipple until it grew larger. She lay back onto the bed, her hair disheveled behind her head, it only added to her beauty. Her sent became stronger, her body wriggling on the bed in anticipation. She pulled me up to her and kissed me as she removed my shirt and bra, throwing them carelessly to the floor. She began repaying the favors I bestowed on her in the same manor. Her soft wet tongue running circles around my erect nipple. Sucking it into her mouth and gently grazing her teeth over it. I felt electrical shocks shoot throughout my body.

My breasts were so sensitive especially to her touch. Her hands soft, her lips were soft as satin. Her hot breath was driving me insane. I longed for her. Every repressed feeling I had was awoken, my clit throbbing, my body aching, excitement swelled deep with in my gut. I slid my hand lower to her thigh and slowly worked my way up. I could feel the heat between her legs. I needn’t check I knew she was moist with anticipation. Seconds later I had my conformation. I teased the lining of her soft lace panties, sliding my finger under them, running the back of my index finger over her slit. Her breath quickened. I unbuttoned her skirt and pulled it off revealing the panties and I quickly removed those as well. I wanted them off before she had the chance to change her mind. I felt brave, braver than I had been in my teenage years. There was something about this woman, she gave me courage, and I loved every second of it. She slid her legs up revealing her beautiful, shaved, wet pussy to me. I could hear her gasp she wanted it more than anything. I ran my finger over the contours of her folds; I gently ran my tongue over her clit, he body quivered. I was teasing her. I slid 2 fingers inside of her. Moving back and forth, in and out of her like a cock, wiggling my fingers showing her I could do better than any man. Her heavy breaths turned to soft moans.

I lowered my lips to her gently kissing the folds of her mound, then sucking her clit into my mouth. Her body arched, her hands grabbing at my hair. I felt her body shake and contort as she came in my mouth, squirting, filling my mouth with her juices, her moans now becoming screams. She tasted so good. I didn’t stop; I kept sucking the tender nub, moving my fingers faster and faster in and out of her until she came again. She was now grasping desperately at the sheets. I let go only to tease her more. I ran my hands over her body, slowly rising to meet her mouth. My face covered in her juices I kissed her deeply, letting her taste herself. I reached to my end table and grabbed the vibrator and showed it to her.

“Would you like me to use this?” I asked

She smiled and nodded yes.

I took the purple angled vibrator and turned it on. I rubbed it against her nipples then slowly ran a line down her chest and stomach. I teased her clit momentarily, letting it graze her lightly before slipping it inside her. I began to move it in and out, waiting to see her body jump knowing I hit that certain spot. There it was a twitch; I had found her G-spot. I kept the vibrator there and turned the dial all the way up. I used my other hand to massage her tender nub. Her body thrashed as she screamed in ecstasy. I kept going, her orgasm lasting a good 30 seconds. Finally she couldn’t take anymore, her body lay limp breathless, exhausted. She was panting desperately trying to catch her breath, her body still shaking and jerking.

She sat up sliding her hand to my throbbing clit, rubbing the nub gently while kissing me. It was swollen and hard, begging for her attention. I knew it wouldn’t take me long; I was so turned on by her, she the sound of her voice, the scent of her perfume and her sex. She drove me wild. She lowered her lips to my clit, her tongue thrashing over it, causing me to climax. Electrical impulses shot through my body I fought for control, I tried to wait, to hold back, but I couldn’t. I came in her mouth, she moaned with me. The vibration of her voice in her lips caused me to come again instantaneously. My body convulsed and contorted with pleasure. My juices flowed into her mouth and she happily accepted, licking every last drop. I was in awe; she truly was a gift to this world. She slid her fingers into me, moving gently in and out. She took the vibrator that lay next to us and inserted it, probing trying to find my magic spot.

“YES!” I yelled. She found the spot.

My body jerked and thrashed like a fish out of water. The climax built and built until I finally came. It was an explosion to be compared to an atom bomb. No one had ever found that spot. I saw stars and my entire body experienced what my pussy did. I have heard about full body orgasms but never had one myself. She pulled the vibrator out and lowered her lips to my clit. She sucked hard, pushing her fingers back in me, using them like a cock. My body arched as I came again. My moans turned to screams. Just as I was about to climax again she grabbed the vibrator and hit that spot again. I saw stars all over again. Little white specks littered my vision as my body jerked and contorted with ecstasy. I think I fell in love with her at that moment. No one has ever brought me so much pleasure in my life.

My body couldn’t take anymore. I was saddened that it ended. I wanted every day to be as exquisite as this one. My muscles still randomly twitching as I lay trying to catch my breath.

We both lay on the bed fulfilled, breathless. Neither of us imagined anything like this. It was just a simple post and it brought me one of the greatest pleasures in the world. That post brought the most beautiful, talented, sensual woman into my life. We both just laid there breathless in silent disbelief.

OH MY GOD, I forgot to lock the door. I heard the knob turning. I was so into her I didn’t even hear any one come home. I looked at the clock, 6:35, 2 and a half hours had passed. The door swung open; there stood Scott with a stunned look on his face. Not anger, but stunned curiosity. His eyes narrowed into small slits barely showing his aqua blue eyes, he smiled knowing what I had just done. It was apparent; our scents filled the room like heavy incense. He stood in the doorway one hand on his hip and a smirk on his lips with the look of what have you been doing in his eye…

Just then I caught a devious smile on her face and a lustful look in her eye, what was she up to? She stood, naked, her juices running down her thighs and walked right up to him. She stroked a finger over his cheek and whispered in his ear.

“I’ve had her, now I want to watch you have her.”

This woman was a sex goddess and never knew it. She was unleashed and there was no stopping her.

He grinned with an evil, lustful look in his eye as he approached me. He kissed me deep sliding his hand between my soaked thighs, all while looking intensely at her. When our mouths parted he whispered to her…

“I’ll have you both”

She smiled as she approached the bed again.

“As long as you share” she grinned hungry and lustful.



The story does not end there by far, but that is another chapter.