Exhibitionist Girl, pt 1
I am going to post this, and then I swear I will stay off line until I finish at least one of the two papers that are due on Monday. I have the best intentions but then I get sidetracked.
WARNING: This is going to be two parts. Just a heads up. Keep your pants on.
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So what does a bad girl do when this happens?
ES is on line.
BBG-Good evening slut.
ES- He’s at work.
Yes. You are damn right about what I did. Froze. Perhaps of I don’t move, she won’t see me. My mind is racing with the thought that he has not told his girlfriend that he’s been playing for me. That he wants to get her involved, but she is shy and unsure. He has not told her.
Why isn’t she asking me who the fuck I am???
BBG- Oh I’m so sorry. I like to tease him. So this is his lovely girlfriend?
ES- That’s ok. No worries. Yes, it is.
No worries she says. I am skeptical, but friendly. There is no point in running away now, and then further causing suspicion. These are the things that frighten me about being the secret online sex partner to men. The unknowing significant others. Online cheating is as common as online dating these days. Since we had gone past the point of ES and I exchanging dirty emails, I figured it was just a matter of time before she started raking me across the internet coals.
However, she never did. She was warm and friendly and I can imagine her sweet smile, much like the one that ES sent me in her picture. She was a beautiful woman. I thought perhaps she just thought I was a friend. My IM chat has my real name so perhaps she did not know who I was. We talked about different things. Movies, and men, and sex toys. About ES and her relationship with him, how they want to do different things in bed but they just don’t know how to bring it up. I asked her what kinds of things she would like to try, testing the waters. I know she had to know something, otherwise why would she be mildly opening up about details on their sex life, with a stranger. I didn’t mention the blog. We were feeling each other out. I wanted to know what she knew, she wanted to know what I’d tell her. Women are smart that way. This woman was no dummy, that’s for sure. An immature woman may have flown off the handle. Even though I was cautiously waiting for the inevitable “You filthy CUNT!” I was also quite impressed and taken by her charm and honesty. Knowing what I do know about ES and the way that he loves her, I figured he must have told her something, even if it wasn’t everything.
That is when she said me: I know that the two of you have been talking. That’s him on your blog isn’t it? ES- that is him isn’t it?
I know!!
Again I froze, but I figure that now is as good a time as any to break the ice. She was warming to me. I could tell. She was flirting.
He and I had spoken about this. About her. How he wanted to be able to share with her the dirty things he’d been doing. That she was also very submissive, and would probably very much enjoy playing for me. I know it was what he really wanted, and I suspected it’s what she may want to. I responded: mostly. Some of it was embellished. (not really embellished, but I cut out some idle chit chat) You read that?
ESGirl-Yes.
BBG-So you read where I said that I would gladly fuck you in order to get to him.
ESGirl-Yes.
We both paused for a moment. I knew this was the golden opportunity, but I also knew that I needed to tread lightly. ES mentioned that he tends to handle her delicately, but I could tell she was not a delicate flower. She was not freaking out, and certainly not running from this conversation. I did not want to scare her, or push too hard. We were 20 minutes into the conversation and she was just about as warm and inviting as anyone I’d ever met. I sensed in her a mild attraction and was feeling comfortable that perhaps she did have an idea who I as as she clearly was not thrown by the fact that her boyfriend had been jerking his cock to me several times in the previous weeks. I care about ES, very much. He is a wonderful man and I was not about to do anything that might damage his life. I respect him too much to be disrespectful to her.
However, I was intrigued and curious. I could not help but think about what it would look like, to see her cumming. Her gorgeous flesh. Her shy inhibitions falling to the floor, with her panties. My pussy was starting to ache at the thought of it. I needed to ask.
BBG-He mentioned to me that you might be interested in playing as well. He said you are really shy, but that he knows you would like it. What do think, love, would you like to play with me?
She was silent for a moment and then answered.
ESGirl- Yes, Miss, I think I would like that very much.
This is going to be two parts. Just a heads up. Keep your pants on.
I can’t keep them on much longer…don’t tease me like this!
are you kidding me! i have to wait?…
I would say the bad girl should go with the flow. I like where this is heading!
Good luck with your papers.
Argh! Stopping like that is very naughty of you, BBG!
I look forward to Part 2. I look forward to it a lot.
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