"I can't believe I am even thinking about this" Mike's said outloud to the empty car as he dialed the phone.
After a few rings, a cheerful "I MISS YOU!!!!" rang out. Mike's stomach sank as some guilt settled in, and he very nearly backed out. But the anticipation and hope of things to come took over. "I miss you, too, Baby" Mike responded to his loving wife but pushed forward before he could back out, "But I have some bad news. The late shift guy called off today, so I have to work. Hopefully not the full shift, but at least a little". He could tell from her response Leslie was disapointed, but he knew tonight was the only night he could do this if he wanted to. And he definitely wanted to.
Mike and Leslie have been together 6 years, married for 5. With two young children at home, you would think things would have slowed down in the bedroom, but if anything they have gotten better. They grew closer as a couple, and with that growth came an increased trust and love for eachother. But it also meant longer and longer of being with the same person. Mike had to admit, if you were going to be with just one woman for the rest of your life, Leslie was the perfect woman to be with. Tall and curvy. The funniest woman he had ever met. Smart and witty. She was over 7 years younger then him, having begun their relationship shortly after she turned 18, but it progressed so naturally. The only issue they ever had was her jealousy.
Leslie couldn't stand the thought of him even looking at other women. And while she in the past loved watching porn(and had a nice collection of it herself), Mike hadn't always been the most discreet or thoughtful. It took him a while before he realized what he was losing, and he definitely smartened up. And once he showed her how he could be trusted, things got oh so much better.
It started slowly. Leslie started turning porn on more often and going down on him while he watched it. Pretty soon she was encouraging him to talk to other girls online while she went down on him. One night, she really surprised him by pulling him into the bedroom. She turned the light off, and started talking dirty to him, one of her favorite things to do. But this time instead of talking about them, or a threesome with another girl, she was talking just about him and another girl. She asked him to tell her about a girl from his past that he wanted to be with, what he wanted to do to her, and how badly he wanted it. Before he knew it, he was sliding his cock into her from behind picturing it being this hottie from his past. Leslie and Mike went wild for eachother the next few days. Talking about women from his past that he wanted to fuck, and Leslie would spread her legs for him and let him indulge his fantasy. Pretty soon things were progressing further again. Leslie would start pointing out hot girls while they were out. Then when they got home, Mike would fuck her while she described really hot scenes of Mike and these other women.
It wasn't too much longer until things tapered off a bit. Real life got in the way, the way real life often does. And though Leslie never went back to her jealous ways, she wasn't exactly shoving it in his face either. She would wait, hoping he was going to say something about it again, but Mike didn't. Finally, she couldn't stand it anymore, and really wanted to get things started again.
One night, as they were relaxing, Leslie brought up how long it had been since he had talked to another woman online. And how much she loved watching him stroke his cock while talking dirty to this stranger. And just like that, they were back into things. Leslie often talking about how great it would be to have a threesome. But Leslie was insatiable. Pretty soon the thrill of talking about a threesome wore off, and she started thinking about them having an actual girlfriend. She gently brought the subject up to Mike. At first he dismissed the idea. A girlfriend involved time and feelings. Something he didn't think he had for anyone but Leslie. But she eventually convinced him of how amazing it could be, and to at least be open to the idea.
But, in true Leslie fashion, soon this wasn't enough. Soon she was talking about just him having a girlfriend. Someone to talk to, laugh with, and sleep with. And soon enough they were talking about him loving another woman. Leslie couldn't get enough. She loved hearing Mike talk about how much he wanted to be with other women. Feeling him pounding her pussy while he pictured another woman. Even after he finished, they would spend hours talking and stroking, playing and coming. Her often squirting uncontrollably all over his hand or mouth. But they never took it past talking.... Well, that she knew off.
What Leslie didn't know is that Mike had been talking to someone local online. One night after she fell asleep on the couch, he was about to log off line, when he received an IM.
"IzaBee90: Hi, there"
"MFM79: Hey, how are you?"
"IzaBee90: Great. Bored. How are you?"
"MFM79: Same. What are you up to tonight?"
"IzaBee90: Just sitting around. You?"
"MFM79: Same. "
Mike very nearly exited out. It was late and he hated these conversations that went no where. The kind where a woman is in a chat room, and then makes you work for it to talk to them. And god forbid you say anything dirty. Thankfully her next IM came through before he did.
"IzaBee90: I'm so horny. I just moved here for college, and haven't met anyone yet. All I do is go to school and go to work."
"MFM79: Hmmmm, maybe I can help you with that. Tell me about yourself".
"IzaBee90: Well, I am short, only 5'2", dark wavy hair to my lower back, 110 lbs, nice round ass, and uhhhh.... Pretty large chest."
"MFM79: How large?"
"IzaBee90: 34 D"
"MFM79: Sounds really good."
"IzaBee90: Thanks. Hmmmm, what else? I am 19. A college Sophmore. I work as a bartender whenever I can. You know, the whole poor college student thing, haha."
"MFM79: 19, huh? Uh oh. I think I might be a little too old for you. I am 30"
"IzaBee90: Nope, not too old at all. I told you, I don't really know a lot of people, and age doesn't really phase me"
Mike wasn't stupid. He knew people lied a lot online. But he didn't really care since it was just talking. They kept talking, for hours actually, until he finally had to pry himself away. But the next day he kept thinking about her. She had confessed that she wasn't very experienced with sexual things. She grew up in a really conservative home. And most of her experience was quick backseat fumbling, or more recently reading and chatting online. And if there was one thing Mike loved, it was teaching.
They kept talking almost everynight. Sometimes sexual, other times just chatting about their day. They knew they weren't far from eachother, just a couple towns, and the more they chatted, the more tempted Mike was to do anything. But as open as things had become for Leslie and MIke, he hadn't been able to bring himself to tell her about Izabell. He didn't quite know why. But he was pretty sure it was the thrill. The chase, the secrets, the sneaking. The combination of all of it, and just how incredible Izabell seemed, was an intoxicating mix. Before too long, Iza and Mike started talking during the day. It started out with just him logging on to chat on his phone during his lunch. Then his breaks and lunch. And then he found himself leaving himself logged into chat on his phone all day. He just couldn't get enough. She would message him when she got up in the morning with how wet she was. He would sneak off to the bathroom to relieve himself while she described what she was doing to herself in excruciatingly sexy detail.
The weeks passed, and as amazing as things were going, Mike knew he wanted more. Iza and him had rarely talked about meeting. They talked about what they would do to eachother, but never when or where. Mike was hesitant to push things further. Partially out of fear of scaring her off, and partially out of fear of finding out that she isn't who she said she was. But he knew it couldn't go on like this for long. The late night talks, the sneaky stroking while she describes the wet tightness of her pussy. And when he and Leslie did have sex, he couldn't stop picturing Izabell. Which, he had to admit, might not be the worst thing ever, since he found himself pounding Leslie's pussy like he couldn't get it in deep enough.
Mike knew he had to pull back, though. As much as he loved talking to Iza, it was getting to be too much. He was spending so much time thinking about her. And taking some pretty big risks talking to her as much as he was. Plus, Leslie wasn't frigid in bed. She liked it nightly, at least once, and it was definitely no small come. Mike just wasn't sure how much longer he could keep this up. Everday he told himself there was no way he was going to sneak away the way he had been. But everyday she said something that turned him on so bad he couldn't help it. Leslie was smart, and he had a feeling she knew something was up, but thankfully she didn't push it. He knew for sure she didn't know how far things were going. Mike knew if he was smart, he would stop talking to her. Atleast cut the time in half. He intended to tell her this, too. Yup. He definitely INTENDED to. That was until they actually started talking.
