Before, it was always the same routine. Go into the chat room and hang out for awhile, play a couple card games, and then go about my work. I never knew it would become an addiction....
Now I find myself logging on whenever I have spare time, staying up until all hours of the night. I never used to be so easily corruptible. I hope for a message from him, the man who promises to show me what I've been missing. He usually has a saucy, racy message waiting for me when I log on, and tonight was no different....
I went into the now familiar chat room and a message flashed across my screen. "Wake up little school girl....cum out to play."
Grinning, I looked at the list of names at the bottom of the window and located him. Completely forgetting about the game for the moment, I messaged him first. "I'm up. Did you have fun without me last night?"
It took a moment before he responded with, "Ohhhh yeah. Where were ya hidin' last night?"
"I was hidin' in your bed, but you were too busy in the chat room, so I got bored and left. Don't tell me you didn't even know!" I replied sarcastically.
"I didn't know....why didn't you tell me?"
"Because I was having too much fun with me, myself and I. You should have been there.....it was a regular ménage à trois. Ya coulda taken pictures for cryin' out loud!"
I was greeted by laughter across the screen. He thinks I'm joking? Ah well....might as well play along....
Inevitably the conversation became more and more sensual. But I always flirted outrageously with him. Who could blame him for following my lead? I was looking at online displays of thoroughly revealing lingerie and suddenly blurted out, "So what qualities about women drive you wild?"
"Well, she'd definitely have to have a kinky side," he said.
"Done, and that's 2 points for me. Next?"
"It helps if she's a little bit exhibitionist, a little bit school girl, a little bit naughty, and a whole lotta sexy..."
"And I'm not???" I feigned pouting to see what he'd say.
"You've definitely got a great body....tits just the way I like them, nice and big....nice legs, great ass....." he commented.
"Awww....you tryin' to seduce me now?" I teased.
"Depends.....do you want to be seduced?"
His question caught me a little off guard. I'd never behaved so outrageously flirtatious with a strange man before, and I was intrigued. Cybering was something that I'd never done, but neither did I hold the typical prejudices that only computer nerds used it to get off. Still, the prospect intrigued me.....he seemed to take me for exactly what I am...a huge flirt who's extremely sarcastic, works hard, and takes care of her body. My pleasure really lies in making people laugh, and in turning people on.
I didn't know how to respond to his question. How far would this go? How far was I willing to play this out? It was obvious that my body didn't need words to respond to his simple question. It was urging me to do something, and quickly...
I finally decided to play along to see where this little game would take me.
"So what if I said I wanted to be seduced? What would you do about it through the computer screen?"
It took a few minutes before his reply came.
"You know.....chatting isn't the only way I can get to know you..."
"What are you suggesting, darlin?" I queried.
"I'm saying I would love to hear you come."
"How are you gonna hear me?" I asked curiously.
"What would you say if I told you I wanted to call you and bring you to orgasm over and over again?"
"I'd say you're ahead of most of the men with that bring me to orgasm over and over part! Hehehehe...." I teased. I was still curious to see if he was joking.
