Part 3 is called "One Night of Liberty in Perth", it came about before we decided on putting things in order.
As I've mentioned before, I had one experience with an older woman (Thailand) many years ago, 2 years out of High School. I hadn't really thought of it at the time but I was 19 and she was 30 years older than me. It was my first experience with what I like to call "a real woman." That happened in the late 1970's and Elizabeth is now just over 80 years old. We haven't communicated in about 10 years but that's not for lack of my trying. It's possible she passed away but I don't know. She may have simply moved from Milton Keynes.
After Elizabeth there were only a few women until I got married 4 years later. One night stands in Singapore, Hong Kong, and Manama, Bahrain. Nothing much to say about those other than they were drunken bar girls (No, no hookers. They were all tourists. Singapore was Chinese, Hong Kong was American, and Manama was a mixed race woman from South Africa).
Then I got married. This will probably sound very familiar to alot of guys. My ex-wife was a lovely woman and we had sex quite a bit before marriage. Anyway, after marriage sex was quite a different story. So, being a guy I began to wander and fantasize... AOL fed the fantasy.
I was on AOL chatting ALOT. One day I I started talking to a woman. Unfortunately I cannot recall her name anymore. She was a dentist in Northern California, near Davis if I recall correctly. We talked for a couple weeks off and on and then one day she asks me to join her in an AOL chat room called Physicians On-Line (or POL).
As you should know by now I am not and never have been in the medical field. She simply thought I'd fit in well with the folks, every couple of days I'd have to explain to people how I'd gotten in there.
The site was mostly females in the medical field and all manner of careers. Several of the women and I became quite close and we chatted almost daily, a few had given me their telephone numbers as well. Chatting led to the loft for private talks and those private talks evolved into sexual topics and then descriptions of having sex with each other, sexting as its become known. The internet allows a lot of anonymity and safety for women looking for a little excitement with almost no consequences.
Most of the women were single/divorced and pretty obviously horny, (be patient we are going somewhere with this, ya I know... I'm never very brief).
Eventually talk moved to discussions which wound up with either sex in the loft (a private chat window) or phone sex. I got into AOL in January and by mid-February I had a meeting with one married woman a few years older than me. No dramatic age difference, I was 38 and she was about 40. We met in POL, she was a nurse at a hospital north of San Diego and were mutually disappointed in our home sex lives. She was clearly looking for a little safe excitement.
We exchanged pictures (nothing nude or sexual), shortly our chats seemed to always center on our sex lives, she was the first person to ever ask me to "make love to her" online. So, the loft was used and after she said she'd been masterbating to what I wrote. I guess that's pretty normal. A week or so later she suggested we meet. I didn't mind, shit maybe I'd get lucky. The pictures showed me what looked like a very conservative woman, in every picture she was at home, always pictured alone with her hands crossed in front of her at the waist, brunette hair in a bun on top of her head, her body shape was hard to determine because of the way she dressed. Her tops were loose fitting long sleeved shirts with skirts from the hips to the mid-calf, and flat shoes. She reminded me alot of one of those Mormon woman you see on TV from time to time. Old style long dresses and such. I honestly don't recall her name anymore but I'll call her Susan.
She told me she loved having sex and lamented the fact her husband wasn't interested adding he'd been her only sex partner. They met in high school and married quickly. Her talks about sex were mostly questions: cock sizes, women's breasts, what men found attractive, shaved/trimmed/or natural, how people reacted when aroused, etc. One day she asked if I'd send her a picture of my cock so she could compare her husbands to a different one. I figuer, "WTH, why not," and I sent her a picture with my cock framed against a ruler.
It took some convincing for her to accept it was a pretty normal sized cock (which it is). It's a tad over 6 inches and about 2 inches thick. I did not ask for and she didn't offer any naked pictures of herself. I learned that she masterbated several times a month in the shower, she only used her fingers (no toys), she had never been with a woman or ever considered it, and felt a need to control or suppress herself when aroused. She was one sexually inhibited lady.
All this seemed odd but I told her she'd never have the time to masterbate if I were her husband, that l'd keep her on her back with her toes curled. She appreciated that.
Which was true, I love women and unless they are simply fugly, am willing to treat them all lovingly.
So, she wanted to meet...
To make sure she felt safe in meeting me I insisted we meet in a very public place and suggested an eating place off of I-5 just north of San Diego. I told her what I'd be wearing and she asked what I thought she should wear. I asked her to wear one of the dresses she had on in a picture she had sent me. A very nice white nice blouse with embroidered flowers and a dark blue mid-calf length skirt that buckled with a black belt high around her waist. This way I was sure to recognize her and I besides, thought she looked very nice in it.
Our meeting was put off several times due to mutual doubts as to whether it was wise or not. She was afraid her husband would find out, then she was just afraid, then she stopped talking to me for a week, then popped back on. Finally we set a date to meet when her husband was up north on a salmon fishing trip.
We were to meet in the evening after supper and rush hour... hoping the place would be fairly quiet. We were set to meet at 7:30pm. I was a bit late and arrived close to 7:45 pm. As I'm walking in I see her outfit walking out.
Finally seeing her in person, Susan was a simple looking woman, height about 5ft 6in, weight around 160, I'd estimate her measurements as 34D-32-36, she wore what I asked her to wear, brunette hair wrapped up into a bun on the back of her head, brown eyes, and flat shoes, if you had put glasses on her she'd look like someone's Mormon grandmother. I called her name and she stopped. I went for the hug and she presented her hand for a hand shake.
