Chapter 5

Compared too yesterday, today was a big improvement. I’m not sure if I wasn’t rushing this morning or the fact I had a better breakfast but the day had been flawless. Although, I think it was seeing her email in the morning that did it. That brief message over breakfast sounded like it should be there every morning. Where in the hell did that thought come from?

What would it be like to have her just kiss me in the morning at breakfast? Will she cook my breakfast every day or will she expect me to cook for her? And why am I thinking about her like a girlfriend when we have never met?

Knowing that it might be too early for a reply, I went ahead and double checked anyways. Logging into my email I didn’t see any new messages but I reread the last one. Just reading about the tantalizing kiss seemed to brighten up my day some more.

As I was closing out of my email, I got a phone call from my friend Tom. Seems he had been having some internet issues and called to ask me some questions. Switching to work mode, I started naming things he could check. After several minutes of him not being able to fix it, I offered to come over and look at it. Fixated on the conversation with Tom, I told l him I’ll be there in about fifteen minutes, never noticing the new email I received.

Arriving at Tom’s house, I was greeted at the door with a beer and a kiss from his wife, Tracy, who just happens to be my best friend. When I asked what that was for, she replied, “That’s a thank you for fixing his computer. He’s been hogging my laptop and driving me crazy.” Ok laptop gets online, desktop doesn’t, just answered one question for me.

As I checked all his settings, Tracy informed me that she was making chicken alfredo, and that I was welcome to stay for dinner. As my dad used to say to never turn down free food, I agreed to stick around after I had sorted their computer. After about ten minutes I tracked down his problem to a bad CAT5 cable from his desktop to his router. Knowing I had the cable and RJ45 plugs in my truck, I headed out to make him a new one.

Getting back inside I got the cable replaced and his internet working again. After asking Tracy how long it was until dinner, and getting a reply of five minutes, I quickly logged in to check my email.

My heart skipped a beat for a brief second seeing the new message from her, so I clicked on it to read.
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To Highlander35
Laughing at your banter, I cross my ankles behind the chair, letting my weight sink down onto you. You can feel the heat from me as I slide my hips forward.

"I didn't know you wanted a kiss."

With a smile, I trace your mouth with my tongue, before nipping playfully at your skin in random areas. Without warning, I press your lips with mine and immediately search your mouth with my tongue.
I am not gentle in this, I seek to duel your passion with my own. I wait with anticipation for your tongue to find mine. I wait for the moment when I feel my heart race when your own desire is made known to me. I wait for you to take my breath so that I have to think about how to punish you for my lack of control.

I wait for the moment when you wish your hands were free to stop my hips from grinding into your lap while I savor you. I wait for your small moan when I suck your tongue into my mouth with a smile. I listen to your breaths as I arch into the kiss, pressing into your chest.
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“Tracy! Something came up I need to leave. Can I get a rain check please?” I shouted as I gathered up my things and headed for the door. Yeah something came up all right, ME!
As I shut the door I heard her laughingly say, “Not a problem, I hope to meet her someday if she can pull you away from dinner!” I wish I could bring her to dinner someday.
Driving home I tried to keep my breathing in check. The picture of her grinding onto my lap caused all the blood to rush to my dick, making it hard and wanting release. Not running into any red lights or getting pulled over for speeding, I made it home in record time.
As soon as I walked in the door to my house, I headed straight for the bathroom. I had to take care of my problem, but I didn’t want to jack off at just because of a teasing email. I want my release to be for her not a bunch of zero’s and one’s flying through cyberspace. It’s a good thing I like cold showers, because I think I’m going to need them on a regular basis.
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To Raven007:

*Keeping my actions in check* I open up letting your tongue work its way into me, Savoring the feel and heat across my teeth, waiting for me to do something. Do I bite down and hold it, while I suck your breath out of your mouth? Do I caress your tongue with mine as I slowly probe across our lips and into you? Do I run my tongue between your bottom lip and your teeth, trying to make you be the first one to moan?

All these thoughts race through my head as I sit there felling you rub yourself on me and getting hotter with each heartbeat. Feeling your heat travel through our clothes as you rub me I can’t help but have a reaction. Blood slowly travels from all over my body to fill my dick, just longing to get more attention than just a rub through my jeans.
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Hitting send I watch those words travel to her email, waiting to be received. Do these emails mean anything to her? Does she sit and wait for them, building her own anticipation, as they travel to her waiting to be read? Have they made her wet and horny yet?

Keeping that thought in my head, I know how I want to proceed. I want to make sure that she gets something out of this. I want her to feel that it’s not just about me; it’s about making sure she gets pleasure from it. She has come first in the email that’s all there is to it.

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I walked into the station feeling like a zombie, did my counts and got in on the passenger side. Tom slid in and gave me a look before pulling out of the station en route to the call we'd received.
"So, when are you going to tell me about it?"
He always could read me like a book and this time was no different. I wanted to talk about it, but I was afraid to tell him. He'll think you're crazy! Fawning over a guy you haven't even met. You're wearing the afterglow of a figment of your imagination!
That little voice inside my head was right. I would look like a fool. A desperate, lonely, crazy fool. This is Tom though. He's the brother you've never had. I took a deep breath and tried to figure out the best way to tell him about someone whose name I didn't even know.
"I sorta met someone online and..."
"Online?" I could see his body stiffen in response. He was trying to hold it in, but he didn't look happy.
"Yeah, we haven't met, but I think he's kinda interesting." Why do I sound like a little kid?
"Raven, you'd better be careful with that. There are a lot of fucking weirdos out there and I don't wanna have to catch a charge. You know I'd have to kill someone if they did anything to you."
That's my Tom, overprotective to a fault. But he had a good point. I really didn't know a lot about him. Like his NAME! And I'd been fantasizing about what he might be like, what he might sound like, taste like. BRAKES!! Did you say taste? SLUT!
"I'll be careful, Tom. I haven't tried to meet him or anything. We've just talked and exchanged emails." And then you masturbated while thinking about him. "If we ever decide to meet, we can have a double date and you could give him the once over."
That seemed to calm him down and I changed the subject to the call that we were heading to. Just because I wasn't talking about it, didn't mean I wasn't thinking about it.
How do I feel so close to him without even knowing more about him? Why do I feel such a pull? How did all of this happen so fast?
I thought over too many questions throughout that day. I could barely concentrate during my shift and I was more than happy to get home and clear my head.
"Sony, I know I've been neglecting you, but I'm here now, and I need you." I popped in an exercise DVD and did an hour of cardio. I had a light dinner before watching a little TV.
I needed to force myself not to immediately open the laptop. I wanted to, I needed to, especially after the last message I received. I also needed to get a grip on myself. I was falling, and falling fast for a guy I'd never seen, never heard, never touched, never smelled.
I needed to remind myself that there was more to a person than letters on the screen, that I was probably just a plaything to him. He probably thinks this is just a fun little game. He could be married with kids and using you to add a bit of umpf to his love life.
I didn't like that idea. I didn't want to picture him having someone else. I wanted to believe that I was the only one in his world. Is that realistic? He's never seen you either. He may not ever want to see you. Even if he did; would he like what he saw?
Doubt is a nasty little thing. It is the food that feeds fear and in that moment, my fear needed to get a gastric bypass surgery. Just calm down. You can do this. Just see what happens as you go along but don't pass up any real life opportunities just for online sex.
Was that all this was? I didn't think so, but was that all that we shared? Hell no! I'm not a slut! I'd found out a few things about him, what he did for a living, his political views, his thoughts on current events, computers and the like.
Those were the things that made me continue the initial conversation. It was never JUST sexual. That's it! I'd had enough of making myself wait.
I ran up the stairs with my overworked legs feeling like lead and started the shower for my nightly ritual. I finished quickly and plopped down onto the bed, ready and hopeful to read another message.
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To Raven007:
*Keeping my actions in check*
I open up letting your tongue work its way into me, Savoring the feel and heat across my teeth, waiting for me to do something. Do I bite down and hold it, while I suck your breath out of your mouth? Do I caress your tongue with mine as I slowly probe across our lips and into you? Do I run my tongue between your bottom lip and your teeth, trying to make you be the first one to moan?
All these thoughts race through my head as I sit there felling you rub up on me and getting hotter with each heartbeat. Feeling your heat travel through our clothes as you rub me I can’t help but have a reaction. Blood slowly travels from all over my body to fill my dick, just longing to get more attention than just a rub through my jeans.
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I'm in trouble! Seeing the words and the subsequent images they produced sent my body tingling just as it had before. There was nothing holding me back. No doubt, no fear, just pure desire as it turned up the fire inside me.
I could see us, in that chair, me holding him, playing with his tongue, letting him tease me. I needed to respond before I lost myself. Oh it's gonna happen, I'm gonna tear my ass up after this!
I read the message a few more times before settling on my response. It was hard to focus as I sat there, involuntarily doing kegels, but I managed to get my heated thoughts together and channel that naughty vixen side of me. Do I have to say it? SLUT!
I stared at my words on the screen in slight disbelief. It took more effort to type than I'd imagined it would, but once it was over, so was my restraint. Sony, there's someone else