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Like most young men, I wasted years of my life obsessed with small waists and small asses.* It wasn?t until I was in my mid-twenties that I learned to appreciate a woman with curves. Unfortunately, the woman I appreciated was off the market.Jennifer and I met online on a blogging site.* The idea seems absurd today, but this was 2004 and the whole world wasn?t on the internet yet.* It was easy for people in their twenties who shared interests to connect and develop a real relationship.It was a shared sense of humor that drew us to one another initially.* She was younger than me, but we?d both been in high school in the nineties and our taste in music and movies overlapped enough to find common ground.* We had shared views on politics and enjoyed a lot of the same books, but all of that was secondary to the way we made each other smile and laugh.We?d both grown up in blue-collar, suburban homes.* We were both the first in our family to go to college and didn?t feel like we always fit in with relatives or when we were at school.* Her parents had moved to the US from Jamaica before she was born. My family was a mix of poor southern farmers on one side and Eastern European working class city-dwellers on the other.**Jennifer was a little bit naive, introverted, and unabashedly nerdy.* She wore glasses and dressed conservatively. She had natural curls and a pretty face, but she didn?t realize it because she was too insecure about not being slender like her sisters or the women on television.* Unlike me, she?d moved away to a small university town when she started college, where she?d studied literature and became an English teacher.**The attraction to one another was undeniable. I would have fallen for her right away if it wasn?t for her husband.* Jennifer had married young. He was the first guy she?d ever loved and the one who took her virginity. He was a local guy that she?d met on a dating site when she?d gone away to college.**Jennifer?s husband worked second shift in a factory.* She was a few hours away from her family and most of her college friends had moved away.* She was home alone most nights. That?s how we ended up chatting daily. Sometimes it would go on for hours.* It was flirty right from the start.**I don?t remember ever feeling bad about it because I didn?t know her husband and it didn?t seem real.* I didn?t see myself as a bad person, even when my best friend?s fiance left him for a man she met chatting online.* I was single. Jennifer was lonely. We made each other feel good.**We?d been chatting for months before I mentioned that I had some erotica published online.* We were flirting and she was teasing and using a lot of innuendoes. I mentioned that she?d be good at writing sexy stories.* Then I told her that I?d been writing for years. I was curious about how she?d react but confident she wouldn?t be offended. Plus, I just wanted someone to know about my secret hobby.**I sent her a link to one of my stories and figured she?d read it later and give me some feedback. I assumed she?d find it silly but appreciate my dirty mind.* She pinged me within twenty minutes.?I?m going to have to change my panties!? Jennifer wrote.?Is that a good thing?? I asked.?Yes,? she said. ?Sorry.* I know that?s too much information.* I?m just surprised by how much I liked it.* Is any of it real??I?d shared a story based on my first longterm relationship şişli escort and told her that a lot of the emotion was real, although some of it was embellished.?What about the sex?? she asked.?We did all of those things,? I said.* ?Maybe not at those exact times.??Wow,? she wrote.* ?I?ve never done some of those things.* My husband has never even gone down on me!?She paused a second before continuing.**?Sorry!* Too much information again.* When did you start writing stories like that?* Why???I started in college because I liked to read erotica but it was hard to find stuff I liked.* I preferred romantic stories and young love and a slow burn. Most stories are just porn plots.??So do you get excited writing stories?? she asked.?Not when I?m writing it,? I told her.* ?I get excited by the idea, sometimes. I get excited when people connect and react to it.??So it wasn?t too much information when I told you I have to change my panties?? she asked.*?Ha!? I responded.* ?Of course not! It was surprising coming from you, but not too much information.??Why surprising?* Because I?m a nerdy old married school teacher and not a hot chick?? she asked.?I like that you?re nerdy,? I said.* ?And that you?re a teacher. And you definitely are a hot chick.??STOP,? she said.* ?I am not. I?ve got big boobs and I?m not hideous.* I?m not hot.??You?re hot,? I said again.* ?And it?s hot that you were turned on by my writing.* That makes me hot.??It does not,? she said. ?Remember, I?m a nerd. I know when I?m being teased.??You would definitely know if I was teasing you, Jennifer.* Because you?d be asking for more. And I?m very hot. I?m definitely going to think about you being turned on later when I touch myself.* What are you going to do about being hot???STOP,? she said again.* ?We can?t talk like this.??Why not?? I asked.* ?It?s just harmless fun.??You know why not,? she answered.It was the elephant in the room that neither of us ever mentioned.* We both knew there was an attraction. We also both knew that she was a married woman.* Jennifer didn?t avoid talking about her husband. She regularly mentioned him in passing when she was talking about her life with me or on her blog.*I knew he wasn?t a bad guy and that she cared for him. I also knew that she married the first guy that she fell for and they didn?t have much in common beyond an initial attraction.* She needed someone else in her life to discuss her interests.She steered the conversation away from sex and I didn?t push it.* We chatted for a little while longer and then said goodnight. That night I went to bed thinking about Jennifer.* I?d only seen a few pictures of her, but they were enough to fuel my fantasies. For the first time, I stroked my cock thinking about her in my bed.Jennifer and I didn?t chat for a few days after that night.* It wasn?t unusual for us to go a few days without chatting, but I couldn?t help fearing that I?d made her uncomfortable.* We still commented on one another?s blog posts and the banter was still playful. It may have gone on that way for weeks if jealousy hadn?t been a factor.?That Tonya girl seems to have taken a real interest in you.* She comments on all your posts,? she messaged me one evening.**?I guess,? I said.?She seems very flirty.* She even mentioned chatting with you!??Yeah,? I responded.* ?We?ve chatted on and off for a few months.* Nothing regular. mecidiyeköy escort We talked on the phone a couple of times, too.??On the phone??* Jennifer asked.?Yes.* Why not?* It?s basically the same as chatting.* Except there are fewer distractions and I don?t have to sit in front of the computer.??We?ve never talked on the phone,? she wrote.I wanted to tell her it was because she wasn?t single and Tonya was.* I?d flirted with her and we?d contemplated meeting, even though she lived several states away.* Instead, I was polite.?We can talk on the phone if you want,? I responded.*?I don?t know,? she said.I typed my phone number.?Well now you have my cell phone number,? I said.* ?Call now. Or some other time. Or leave a message if you want.??I am curious about your voice.??Call.??Ok,? she said.* ?But just for a few minutes.?A minute later my phone rang and I heard her voice for the first time. It was softer than I expected, but also confident and sweet.* I felt nervous talking to her.?Your voice is much deeper than I expected,? she said.?Is that a good thing.??I like it.* It?s very good,? she answered.?Well at least I have something that appeals to the ladies, I guess.??Stop,? she said.* ?You have lots of things ladies like.??Then why am I single?? I asked.?You just haven?t met the right one.??That?s because all the good ones are taken,? I responded.* ?Women like you are already married.?She was quiet for a second.?I married young,? she said.* ?And I?m in a small town. There are more women in the city.* My sisters are both singles in the city and they?re as old as I was when I got married.??You should set me up with one of them!?Jennifer laughed.?No.* My middle sister is a train wreck who only dates losers and my baby sister is trying to be a model.??So I?m not good enough for a model?? I asked.?You?re good enough.* But she?s too flighty for you. She?s never with anyone for longer than a month.* Plus, she?s the prettiest one. I?m jealous of her already. I couldn?t take it if she was bringing you around to holiday parties.?It was my turn to be quiet for a second.?Why wouldn?t you be able to take it?? I asked.?Because you?re a great catch.* I?d be jealous!??But you?re married,? I responded.Jennifer was quiet for a long second.?Yes,? I am.* ?But you know that I think you?re great.??Maybe I just want you to flirt with for myself,? she added playfully.* ?You don?t get to date in my family.??Well maybe I?d just do it to get closer to you,? I said.?Stop teasing me,? she said.?I told you that you?ll know when I?m teasing you.??You?re pushing my buttons on purpose,? she said. Her voice had gotten slightly deeper and breathier.?If I was teasing you, then I?d tell you that I got off to you the other night,? I said.?You did not.??Yes, I did.* The last time we chatted.?She was quiet for a moment.?Well I?m glad you enjoyed yourself,? she said.* ?I?m expecting a call from my mom in a little bit.* I have to go.??Ok, Jennifer.* Talk soon???Definitely,? she said.I got myself off again that night thinking of her.* I didn?t think about the fact that she was married. It was all just a fantasy for me.* Jennifer was pretty and had a great voice and she was unattainable. It wasn?t that different than half the women I?d fantasized about in my life.**The next day I had a short email waiting in my inbox.* It just said that she really enjoyed talking and that we should do it again one night soon.* I responded that I looked forward to it.A week passed before we spoke again on the phone. We chatted briefly in between and I decided to not tease her too much.* I didn?t want to become predictable and I really did enjoy normal conversations with her. Although I was also young and horny and constantly thought about sex and wanted to bring it up.Jennifer actually brought it up first.* The next time she called she mentioned reading more of my stories.?What did you think?? I asked.?Remember my review of the first one???That you thought you?d have to change your panties???Yes,? she said.* ?Well. The review stands.??So you had to change your panties???I haven?t yet.??You just read them tonight?? I asked?Yes. Just before I called.??Did they make you touch yourself??She waited before responding.?That?s not something I really talk about,? she said.?You mean with me???I mean ever,? she said. ?I don?t talk like that with my friends or my sisters.??Or your husband??She laughed out loud.?Oh no,? she said.* ?Never. We don't... we have normal sex.??What?s normal sex??*?I don?t really want to get into this.* It?s just not really romantic or dirty. Normal sex at bedtime.??It?s never spontaneous???Sometimes,? she said.* ?He really likes my ass in some things.* He mentions that all the time.?I?d never seen a good photo of her ass, but I could imagine it was nice and plump based on what I had seen.**?So you won?t tell me if you touched yourself???A little,? she answered.?You?ll tell me a little???You know what I mean. I touched myself a little.??Have you ever gotten off to me?* Or my stories?? I asked.?Stop.* You can?t tease me.??You know I get off to you, Jennifer.* Twice now.??What did you think about???Your pictures,? I said.* ?And you being turned on by my stories.??I was turned on,? she said.?Are you still turned on, Jennifer???Yes.??And your panties are wet???Yes.??What kind of panties are you wearing, Jennifer???Nothing exciting.* Just black nylon panties.??You?re not lounging around in Victoria?s Secret or something sexy?? I asked.?No,? she laughed. ?I don?t buy much there.* Their cute stuff doesn?t usually come in a double-D.??What else do you have on, Jennifer???I?m still dressed from school.* Black slacks and a black and white striped top.* White bra.??Do you touch your nipples when you?re excited, Jennifer???We shouldn?t be talking about this,? she said.* ?Let?s change the subject.??Come on,? I said.* ?We?re just talking.* Do you like to touch your nipples?* Are they sensitive???Yes,? she said.* ?I touch them. I like to rub them.??Wil you touch them now???No,? she said. ?I?m dressed.* We should stop.??Will you send me a picture of your outfit??*?No,? she said.?What will you do?? I asked.?I won?t stop you if you touch yourself.??Well I know you won?t to that,? I said.* ?You?re not here.??I won?t hang up on you either.??So if I tell you that I?m taking my cock out and touching it right now you won?t hand up?? I asked?No.* I want to listen.??Will you touch yourself??*?No,? she said.* ?Or maybe. Over my pants.* I don?t know. We can stop.* I?m teasing you now.??I don?t think I can stop now, Jennifer.* I?m so hard. And I?ve got my cock out.??Really???Yes.?**I moaned softly into the phone.* It wasn?t my first time talking dirty to a woman I?d met online.* I knew what most liked.?I?m thinking about the way you talk.* The way you make my heart race, Jennifer.* I?m thinking about your body.??Men don?t like my body,? she said.?You told me they like your ass.?