It was a special day for them.
One year ago they stumbled onto each other in an online chat room. Since that day, life had changed so much for both of them. He was 57 now, she was 33. Both were married.. although she and her husband had separated about 3 months ago.. Both were parents. She had two small children 6 and 3. His daughter was 36, three years older than his lover. Something in this alone turned them both on.
The relationship had grown incredibly strong over the past year. They had shared in many things.. saw each other through some rough times and shared in many good times as well. They had met several times over the year. It would be their 9th encounter just a week from today.
She sat alone in her quiet house. She had taken the kids to their fathers house earlier that evening. She reflected on all of those times they were together, wishing more than anything on earth that she could be with him today. She imagined him sitting on his sofa, next to his wife in his apartment, 550 miles away from her, longing for the same thing. It had been a very sad day for her. Despite all the activities of the children and family functions, all she could do was think of him, miss his touch, yearn for his voice. She tried many times to distract herself with something but nothing could take her mind off of him.
They had an amazingly comfortable relationship. They were very open with each other about sex. Both were aware of the others special turn ons, and both strived to fulfill the others sexual needs and wants. Since the relationship was one of distance, sometimes it was necessary to be creative in order to do that. They spent a lot of time talking on the phone, sometimes even hours a day.. sharing their lives, their fears, their fantasies. They had become very accustomed to the sound of the others voice and laughter, breathing and moans.
She was completely taken with him. He was unlike anyone she had ever known before. He was kind and considerate of her feelings and receptive to her needs. He made her feel so empowered and so sexy. He made love to her like she was the only woman in the world that mattered. His every touch was placed so perfectly and absolutely drove her mad with desire for him. When he whispered his fantasies to her he could bring her to the edge of ecstasy and as she touched herself he would experience one climax after another after another with her.
It had been a couple of hours since she had received a text from him and it was driving her crazy to think that she would have to go all night without hearing something. She longed for sexual release. The need to hear him cum for her was unbelievable tonight. While the thought of teasing her clit with her own soft fingers tempted her, she would hold out as long as possible for her lover. There was nothing in this world that could satisfy the desire within her like he could.
She thought back on all the times he had taken her to some beautiful, dark place in his mind-- Journeys of unmatched eroticism. He had gotten to know her deeply guarded fantasies and desires through these trips they had taken together over the past year. She had responded so willingly to his voice the first time he asked her to masturbate for him on the phone. Having never done anything like that before, she had even surprised herself at how easily she was excited by this. It fueled her already intense desire for him even more.
She glanced at the clock near her bed and saw that it was already 1:00 am.. She knew the chances of him calling her lessened the later the night got and already a feeling of loneliness had crept inside of her. She always felt an overwhelming sadness when he didn't call. Just as she sat down at her computer to write an email to him, telling him how badly she needed him, there was a soft knock on her front door. Startled by the sound and puzzled by the lateness of a visitor she pulled her robe on over her naked body and walked silently to the top of the stairs leading to the front door of her house.
The porch light illuminated the darkness and she saw his hand on the frame of the door outside. There was no mistaking that hand. It was the same hand she had kissed over and over again.. the same hand whose fingers had so lovingly offered her a taste of her own juices.. the same hand that explored her body and sent her into a place of sheer ecstasy and desire. She ran down the stairs and hurriedly opened the door to find her lover standing right in front of her. A captivating smile crossed his face as the look of surprise on hers made him laugh softly. "Happy anniversary, babygirl" he said to her.