***Please note: Though written in the first person, I've NEVER cheated on my spouse, this story is based on a DREAM!!!***
I was standing in my kitchen slicing up some fresh fruit, when the text message came through:
"Hey sexy lady! You should totally check this song out that I'm going to link up."
As I read the message from Glenn, I couldn't help but smile. I listened to the song, and afterwards replied: "You make my heart all floppy & fuzzy when you say & do such sweet things baby!"
"LOL floppy and fuzzy! I love it!" came the quick reply.
I think about how just a short time ago I was online playing a game of Lexulous, and I ran across Glenn's request for a game. I quickly snatched up the game, and we struck up a casual conversation. I shared that I was a military wife, and that my husband was deployed to Iraq.
One day during a game, I got a message that said "You make me think of someone that I use to know named Sarah, she was a military wife that stole my heart."
I casually replied "Oh well this is interesting, I use to know a guy named Glenn who was also military. What happened to your friend Sarah?"
"Well she ended up getting married, and I lost track of her, but I never have forgotten her." he commented.
Not thinking anything more, I quickly replied "Well perhaps one day fate will allow you to meet each other again."
Glenn knew all to well the loneliness that I was experiencing and shared that he had recently retired from the US Navy. At first we would just casually chat in the online game that we played, but pretty soon we had swapped numbers and we would flirt like crazy via text message! There were also those times where we would call each other and we knew that together we would find mutual release, albeit distantly.
I knew if I replied that I would have to change the tone - mainly so I could focus! I might be married, but Glenn is such an intense distraction for me! The mere sound of his voice turns me on and arouses me -and he's also said the same about my voice! He's incredibly brilliant, especially with computers; he's funny, charming, and such a flirt!
In replying I casually changed the tone, and inquired: "Any plans for tomorrow?"
Thankfully the casual tone of the text I sent him carried through in his reply, "Well I'm supposed to go to some friends to fix their computer! How about you?"
"I'm going to my high school reunion picnic and I'm just doing some last minute stuff before bed." I replied.
He quickly answered: "Well, Roger that, I'll let you go. Talk to you later! Love you!"
In a matter of minutes I was finished slicing up the fruit, and headed upstairs to undress and shower. I turned on the warm water, and stepped into the shower, allowing it to flow over my body. I took my body gel and started soaping up my body, and thought back to years earlier when on my wedding day I gave my virginity to a guy named Glenn.
I began to softly moan and closed my eyes, as the water caressed every angle of my body, running down my breasts, stomach and legs. I thought of Glenn, I imagined his hands running up my body and thought of his lips on mine. I shuddered as I imagined what it would be like to have his hands slowly touching my body, tracing the curve of my hip, the length of my legs and ultimately what it would be like to have him make love to me.
I slowly slid my hand between my legs and felt the slick wetness that was just further proof of how much of an impact his single flirtatious text message had caused. A soft sigh escaped from my lips as I slowly inserted a finger inside, all the while imagining it was Glenn's finger, stroking me to orgasm.
I began to moan as the sensations raced through my body. I couldn't help but cry out his name as my orgasm became stronger.
"Ahhhhhhh oh Glenn, baby I want you!" I moaned with my eyes shut tightly. My mouth filling with splashes of water as I cried his name over and over, and bucked my hips. My intense cries slowly became moans of satisfaction, as the water continued running down my body. I finally felt the water temperature start to grow cold, and I reached to turn off the water before I carefully stepped out of the shower.
After getting out of the shower, and drying off, I picked the outfit that I planned on wearing to the picnic the next day. I finally settled on a denim jacket, a white tank top that had a softly squared neckline that was edged in lace, and a straight denim skirt. While the outfit was certainly casual it was one of my favorites! The tank top gave a hint of my cleavage, and the skirt had a front slit that ended at my knees.
Naturally when I wore this outfit, I got plenty of appreciative glances from men. It wasn't until I sat down, that those appreciative glances turned to glances of desire, as the slit edged up to the middle of my thighs, showing off my long legs, and teased them into thoughts of what lay under the remainder of the fabric.
Climbing into bed, I pulled the bed sheets up around my body, I sighed in deep contentment as I felt the cool sheets hit my soft, silky smooth skin. My hand slowly traced the curve of my hip, before I moved my hand to run along my inner thighs, until once more I moved my hand up to feel my swollen clit. I slowly dipped my finger lower, sliding it inside my warm wet center, stroking my velvet walls. Slowly I lifted my finger up to my mouth, licking off the wetness "Mmm so sweet like tropical fruit mixed with peach." I thought. I kept on thinking of Glenn, and in a matter of minutes I slowly drifted off to sleep.
I felt myself slowly stirring, and in a few moments I heard the undeniable audio alarm clock "Beep, Beep, Beep. It's time to get up." I groaned as I heard this obnoxious voice, and suddenly wished I could've been woken up by a kiss, a phone call from a friend, or at the very least one of Glenn's often sensual text messages.
I quickly got dressed, and lightly misted on some perfume, and did my makeup. "Where has the time gone" I thought as I looked at the clock and quickly rushed downstairs, grabbed the picnic items and headed out the door.
Settling into my car, I put on my seat belt, turned on my music and started the 45 minute drive to the picnic. It wouldn't start for another four hours, but I had agreed to get there early to help set up the decorations, and games.
"Today is absolutely incredible!" I thought as I was driving along, wind whipping through my hair. I had been anticipating this day for a few months, and was looking forward to becoming re-acquainted with my former classmates at the reunion. The events were being kept to a minimum and today was the picnic. Those attending had each agreed to bring something that could be shared. I decided to bring an assortment of fresh fruit, cheese, crackers, and a cooler filled with assorted beverages.
Twenty minutes into the drive, I felt the shuddering of my car. I quickly glanced down and couldn't believe it. I was out of gas! I was so engrossed listening to my music that I didn't think to even check the gas gauge! Now I was stranded, and there was not a gas station close by at all!
I quickly grabbed my cell phone and tried calling a few friends, but no one answered. "I guess everyone else is busy also, it's a gorgeous day outside." I thought.
