This one is just starting. I know you wish I would post the entire thing at once but I post it as it evolves. Let me know what you think of the beginning. It started with an innocent e-mail. Just two people with a common interest exchanging ideas. Nothing wrong with that, right? With every new message it became more personal. She still held back. An internet hookup? Not her. Those things always end badly. There’s never any way for you to know who you’re really meeting. She’s always been careful about her sexual partners. But she gave him her number anyway. Not at home, not yet. The number at the office. Letting him call her at work is as far as she’s willing to go. Even that is probably too far, but what the hell. Sex with a stranger can be exciting, even on the phone. Besides, it’s done. Looking back with regret is not what she’s best at. On the phone he sounded young and hesitant. The combination of the two inspired two different emotions. The first was hesitation. She suddenly felt like she was about to corrupt America’s youth. The second was hunger. The idea of rolling the mind of fresh meat sort of made her mouth water. An image in her head of him bound and blindfolded, writhing on a hotel room bed while she crouched over him licking, nibbling and sucking whatever she pleased. Yum. The conversation went well. He liked the sound of her, particularly the southern accent. He listened intently to her questions and she could tell he was being as honest and forthright as possible. There was a slight edge to his voice that told her he was excited. She could imagine him sitting there with a rock hard erection straining against his fly. She wanted to ask him if his cock was hard but instead asked if he was “excited”. Did he find her attractive over the phone? The answer to both was an eager “Yes”. She wound thru the pleasantries again and brought the topic back to a halt at sex. She considered telling him her preferences but instead asked his. The answers made it apparent that his experience was limited but his curiosity was not. He also voiced his willingness to fly to her as her schedule permits. Talk about dinner delivery! He was willing to fly halfway across the country to present himself to her almost like a gift. There had to be a catch. Towards the end of the call he asked some questions about when she might be interested in him flying in to meet her. She said “Are you asking me when you might be able to come fuck me?” He hesitated and then said “Yes, I guess that’s what I’m asking” “Well then say it” she said. Half a moment of silence and then he said “I would like to come see you so we can fuck”. She felt her panties get wet. Coaxing that out of him excited her. Imagine what fun it could be in person.