MtnAngelWV
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OOC: This thread is intended for myself and catlover only. My character is Jill Evans, 35 and unhappily married. She has chestnut brown hair and dark brown eyes. She lives in a rural town in Ohio.
IC: The computer sheds the only light in my darkened living room as I listen to the snoring of my husband. He had just come in from the local bar and passed out again on the couch. His very existence has just been a mere annoyance as of late. But I don’t really care any more. I have found a wonderful man online. We have been having cybersex for months now, but it was more than that. He too was in a loveless marriage and we sympathized with one another. He listened to me. I mean really listened. I would find myself touching the screen in front of me wishing it were his flesh.
His favorite line was, “Let’s run off together and leave reality behind us.”
My usual response was, “Okay. Let me just hop into my private jet and I will be right there. LOL.”
The inference in his question tonight seems to take on a serious tone. I think he really wants to be with me. It is difficult for me to end yet another marriage, being that this is my second. And yet, it is easier than I think. I am no longer in love with my husband. I am in love with this image that has been created in my mind of Frank, my wonderful, amazing, cyber friend. My fingers freeze on the keyboard as I try to decide what they will type. I start to write my usual line only to delete it out. I have done this several times by now and my love has asked if I am still there. What do I say to this man?
IC: The computer sheds the only light in my darkened living room as I listen to the snoring of my husband. He had just come in from the local bar and passed out again on the couch. His very existence has just been a mere annoyance as of late. But I don’t really care any more. I have found a wonderful man online. We have been having cybersex for months now, but it was more than that. He too was in a loveless marriage and we sympathized with one another. He listened to me. I mean really listened. I would find myself touching the screen in front of me wishing it were his flesh.
His favorite line was, “Let’s run off together and leave reality behind us.”
My usual response was, “Okay. Let me just hop into my private jet and I will be right there. LOL.”
The inference in his question tonight seems to take on a serious tone. I think he really wants to be with me. It is difficult for me to end yet another marriage, being that this is my second. And yet, it is easier than I think. I am no longer in love with my husband. I am in love with this image that has been created in my mind of Frank, my wonderful, amazing, cyber friend. My fingers freeze on the keyboard as I try to decide what they will type. I start to write my usual line only to delete it out. I have done this several times by now and my love has asked if I am still there. What do I say to this man?