My Dearest Carrie,
Let me begin with an introduction, since I know you much better than you know me. I don't want you to know my name so you won't have to feel uncomfortable around me, if we are ever introduced. I doubt you remember me, but I am one of the guys your husband plays cards with. I thought I'd share that upfront since it will be obvious later.
The reason I felt the need to write you this letter is because we shared the perfect night together. Although, you don't remember it, it is a night I will never forget, and will think of often.
I have adored you from the first time I saw you. You were at a restaurant eating with your family. I was sitting across from you at another table. You are so sexy! The shirt you were wearing gapped when you would bend down to get things out of a bag you brought. I was able to see down your shirt and I noticed your feather tattoo. The site of your beautiful breasts made me hard.
Later that night, I masturbated and fantasized about caressing your breasts and pleasuring you to climax. I tried to forget about you, but I saw you again. I walked behind you in the store for awhile watching your ass. You bent over to pick something your son dropped and your ass spread in front of me. Even though, I had to use my imagination, I could picture your sweet pussy peeking out between your ass checks begging to be touched. It was at that moment, I knew I had to have you. It took some planning, but, you, my sweet, were worth it.
I followed you home, and waited. When you left the house again later in the evening, I looked for a way to get into your house. I found the key and entered. I looked around and found your cabinet in your closet. The first drawer I opened had your panties and bra's in it. As, I looked through, your panty drawer I found your dildo. It made me smile. I didn't want to get caught so I put everything back the way it was, except for the panties I kept to masturbate with later. I wanted, no I needed to see you in your bra and panties, so I made the arrangements.
I asked one of my mutual friends with your husband to host a card night that would last late. Once your husband RSVPed for it. I got online and ordered your outfit for our evening together.
On the day of the event, I let myself in and placed the wrapped box under your bed. And hid a wine cooler in the back of the refrigerator. I then went and disengaged the lock on the screen door, then slipped out and waited.
At 7 o'clock, everyone started arriving for the night of cards. We played a game and I was turned on knowing I was going to be fucking you in only a few hours. At 9 o'clock, I asked to use your husband's phone to make a call. I locked myself in the bathroom and started our night together.
