Online Affair To Be Remembered

[MsK2020]

Online Affair To Be Remembered (open)

This coffee shop is to be remembered.
After a few interactions online we finally made it here. This is a proof that you and I have the gall meeting in public in broad daylight. We have the gall. I hope your wife and my husband make friends and just talk to themselves, not to you or me. You and I are innocent. My short skirt and high heels are also innocent.

So it feels like we are going to venture into an erotic relationship. We both recognize the erotic realm in the mind is an art. And it IS real.

My latte with special kind of cream and suga tastes VERY good.

At the corner, a little privacy, I feel your masculinity in this close proximity. The firm posture of your strong arms on the table is releasing your manly power over me. Some people a few feet away are looking at us. Your radiant smile and a rosy color to your cheeks suggest pleasures yet to come.....

 

[susurrus]

The tint of the forbidden is almost something you can smell in the air, nearly something you can reach out and grab. I could feel myself walking through it as I got out of the car and walked in, searching the small shop for the face I was looking for, the face I'd never seen, but was sure I'd recognize when I saw it.

Where it happened is irrelevant. That it happened is. We met online, like so many illicit meetings begin. We began chatting, at first innocently, but through that innocence, a connection grew. We never really spoke sex, though we each admitted that things at home were fine, if a little disappointing.

When the subject of meeting arose, my stomach dropped. I wasn't sure I was ready for such a step. I still loved my wife, had no intention of leaving her. Nevertheless, the idea of meeting this person I'd come to know through computer conversations was strong. We'd become friends. Surely there was nothing wrong with meeting a friend... was there?

A time and place was decided upon. Here I was. Was she here? Then again, was she really a she? I guess I'd find out soon enough.

Then, my eyes lit on who I was there for. She was unlike the image I'd created in my mind's eye, but in a good way. Even though I'm not usually so perceptive, I could sense a tension in her, the same kind of tension I could feel in myself.

Boldly sitting down, I smiled and introduced myself, using the name you'd come to know me by in our chats. The recognition, followed by delight, swiftly overtaken by arousal flitted across your face. We both liked what we saw, and the forbidden haze was ripped apart by the electricity of desire.

 

[MsK2020]

So you could sense a tension in me. Tension? not quite. I would say I am just flushed with elevated body temperatures...See...my husband and I have been trying to agree on having an open relationship but we have only progressed to a 'semi-open' stage. It could mean "don't ask and don't tell" or "looking at each other with one eye open and one eye closed". I hope I made myself clear. Or it may not have to be clear. There is no clear line between 'open' and 'semi-open'. Well, there's one thing I can make clear is that I work at home for my very busy and well-to-do husband. I am a housewife...No, not exactly. I don't really have to clean our house. We have a live-in housekeeper. I am more of a hotwife....

 

[susurrus]

"You look every bit as good as the vision I'd built up in my mind," I say, which yields me a warm smile, "if not moreso.

"Are we going to reveal our real names, or do you want to continue with screen names for now?" It really made no nevermind to me. I was just interested to see if you were everything you claimed when there was a screen and miles between us, now that the screens were gone and the miles reduced to mere feet.