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Or are you too close to type…?

“Tease,” she whispered, a breathless laugh escaping her Her hand was slick and she was totally unable to break away to respond Her silence was adeously horny Wired, she squire cae, to be the one who made her climax

I would so like to be there, watching you while you make yourself come

The suggestion of being watched by hiass that she had confessed to hihs, her clit throbbed as she rubbed her pal fro back in her chair, she pictured hiht now, a dark mystery man who pushed her to her limits Her body writhed and she spas strike of pleasure spearing out across every nerve ending in her groin, spiralling out as far as her nipples and her throat, where she burned A cry of release escaped her open mouth

Even as she let out that cry and the tension in her body slowly ebbed away, a new e appeared on the screen

I want to meet you, L I want to meet you for real

At first she thought she’d iined it She stared at the screen in disbelief, her chest rising and falling in the after in her throat Rereading the words, she took it in Her virtual lover had typed so he had never typed before, not in all the ti each other off via this virtual relationship

Thoughts crowded her , and yet… Every nerve ending in her body was telling her to say yes, but at the very same time caution

was fore about this uity The only thing she did knoas that he worked in the city That couldher virtual lover He could be any man she saw in the street, and yet he was there at the end of the line, for her She stood up and walked away, suddenly needing space to think

In the bathroom she turned on the tap and quickly splashed her face with cold water She pushed back her hair and peered at herself in the ely luh Her thick, dark hair was fuzzed where she had mussed it She looked as if she’d had sex, real sex Her virtual lover had been so direct today, so insistent, like he was fired up even es Then he’d issued the invitation to make it real

Glancing back through the open door, she could see the computer screen She had her doubts, but could she resist? It beckoned to her, even now If it was just the immediate thrill, why did she want to knohat he said next? She had to face it, she did want more

Grabbing the towel, she dried her hands and then walked back to her roo down, she wheeled her chair back towards the desk, quickly reading the words that had appeared on the screen while she’d been gone

It’s been three months now, aren’t you curious?

I am

She touched the edge of the keyboard with tre as she considered what to reply When they’dprivately, and the needs they shared He hadn’t forced the issue of who and what she was Instead he had suggested they take it to a private chat room, which made her think it was just about this, the sexual kick of an online affair, not a real meet After that, he’d quickly keyed into her sexuality, and her secret desire to be sexually mastered, and watched

Sitting at the s, illuminated only by the computer screen, she thrilled at the secret sexual connection The s about her desires and her fantasies that she had never said before She’d also learnt a lot about the ly informed her about his responses to her confessions It was the perfect s, no complications, and a whole heap of physical rewards

She’d thought abouthim, alone in her bed, in her fantasies But to really o on a blind date with a man she’d never seen, but who knew her every sexual fantasy? That was a whole new situation, one weighted with implication, one that she wasn’t quite sure she was ready for It was risky Even so, a question echoed at the back of Lily’s mind, one that always appeared when she was indecisive: would I regret it if I didn’t do it?

That kind of regret was so done so up was somehow easier to accept, but the ‘what ifs?’ of this life really got to Lily Howard, and she knew this situation would, too, if she didn’t take the chance Trean to type

Hell, yes, I’ this relationship if we ood What if we didn’t have the same sort of connection if we met, like…in the flesh?