It was now 24 hours since I'd first laid eyes on my mystery man. Neither my husband or myself had mentioned him since we'd had our drunken fuck last night. Our friends had gone home and we'd cooked, eaten and cleared up. The outrageous flirting seemed to belong in a different world as we relaxed on a typical boring Sunday night.
It was my husband that mentioned him first when he asked if I was going to message back to the guy. "No, I don't think so" I said. He laughed and called me a 'cock tease' and started to playfully take the piss. "All mouth and no action". "Get lost" I said and laughed.
Half an hour passed and I got my phone out to re-read the message. I started to type and my husband looked up from the book he was reading. I smiled to myself, fully aware of my husband watching me, and began to type;
HI X
Ridiculous as it sounds, it was all I could think off to say! No wonder an hour passed without reply!
A shrill beep coming from my mobile woke me. I was laid with my guy on the sofa and his arms had wrapped me up as he spooned me. "I wonder who that could be?" he said, obviously thinking the same as me. I opened the message and the game began;
Him - I want you more now than I did last night xx
Me - Really, I must be old enough to be your mother x
Him - I wanked over you this morning xx
Me - What were you thinking about? X
Him - What I'd do when I get you here in my flat xx
Me - And when do you plan to do that? X
Him - I'll be in at 11 in the morning and my girlfriend won't be home until 4 xx
Me - What would you do with me for four hours? X
Him - Suck you, fuck you and fill you with spunk xx
Me - Sounds tempting. I'll think about it x