Joe and Ann had met in an "adults only" on-line chatroom.
They were in their 30s and lived five hours apart by plane.
They started off talking about life and work. How they were each caught in a marriage where their sex drive was higher than their spouse's. How they each viewed where they were in their careers as dead-end jobs. Their conversations turned to music, movies, and TV shows they liked. They felt a connection and friendship with each other. Two days later, they had cybersex and climaxed during it.
Over the next six months their friendship grew closer and their hot cybersex graduated to phone sex. They knew how to get each other off hard. They never talked about why their passion online and the phone was so intense, simply assuming their closeness as friends fed their passion.
Joe loved the fantasy escape it provided, being able to use his imagination to fuck her in whatever positions they wanted. Ann simply loved the pure sexual passion in their conversations and having someone lust after her like Joe did. The one thing they had in common was they loved the mutual exchanges - having their conversations be whatever was needed to get the other off without worrying about who was in charge.
They talked about what would happen if they ever met in real life.
"I don't know what I'd do," Joe said. "I do want to fuck your brains out. But I'm not sure I could go through with it. I don't want anything like my small cock size or a poor performance by me ruining the fantasy we've built for each other."
"I don't care about that," Ann said. "The way we've talked has me lusting after you. I just want us to have a wild and crazy fuck."
"I hope you won't be disappointed if I'm not the same in-person as I am on the phone."
"As long as you can show the same lustful passion for me in-person as you do on the computer and phone, I won't be disappointed."
One day, Ann needed to take a business trip to a town 15 minutes from Joe.
The day after she arrived, she had some free time and they met for lunch at a little cafe. Joe arrived wearing a light blue short-sleeve polo, tan khakis, and loafers. Ann was dressed business casual in a salmon-colored blouse, a blue skirt, black stockings, and shoes with medium-height heels. For the meeting she unbuttoned an extra two buttons on the blouse to show off her cleavage for Joe.
They greeted each other with a big hug and when Ann moved to kiss Joe on the mouth he turned his head and gave her a peck on the cheek.
"What's wrong?" she asked. "I thought you'd greet me more passionately than that."
"I'm just trying to take things nice and slow," Joe replied.
Joe stood 5-foot-8 with brown eyes, short brown hair and a 40-inch waistline. Ann was 5-foot-4 with blue eyes, shoulder-length black hair, 38C breasts and a little extra weight in the hips, thighs and ass that she carried well.
They each ordered a salad and had a friendly conversation, laughing with each other.
She kicked off a shoe and started rubbing her foot against Joe's crotch.
"I know you love it when I do this," she grinned. "I can't wait to feel it inside me."
"You'll have to wait," Joe said with a grin and reached a hand down to give her foot a quick massage before removing it from his crotch.
After lunch, as they were leaving the cafe, Ann wrapped an arm around Joe's waist, licked his ear.
"Let's hurry back to my hotel room," she said.
"Not yet," Joe said. "There's this great bookstore right here, let's go in and explore."
"Books?" Ann said with a heavy tone of disappointment in her voice. "Books can wait, I want you."
"No," Joe said. "Books first."
While Joe went to the non-fiction section, in search of a Stephen King book he wanted to buy, Ann went off to another part of the store.
While he was scanning the shelves she snuck up behind him.
