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Is this a dream
By: Dreaman (dream72man@yahoo.com)Is this a Dream?
There she was all 6′ of her. That blonde hair flowing in the wind, and one of her many cute outfits made I obvious to me that it was her standing in the flesh.
We had met online a year or so back, I was fishing for a friend, ok more then a friend. An online lover of sort’s maybe. I was not really sure what she was there for. Such a beautiful women; so sensual and thoughtful, I was not really confused on why such a beuty would be in video chat room. I was more intrigued and wanted to know more about her.
I tend to use humor as my opening. I wanted to find out if she was for real, or just another women needing attention from complete strangers. My humor actually worked. She was a little Jekel and Hyde type. Most days when other men not around in the room she would chat candidly with me, sharing some inner thoughts and getting to know each other. Then out of the blue the next day she would be a complete stranger to me.
Ignoring me as much as possible, not sure what to take of this but oh well it is just the net.
Then something changed. Our friendship began to blossom. Real life issues began to enter our conversations. I was less sexually charged by her outfits and looks and becoming more turned on by her conversations and her wit. I know she is married, that isn’t really an issue. I was not looking for a wife or even a lover at this point, I was just enjoying the conversations and her beautiful smile.
My heart would jump every time her nick showed up on my list. Not a thought of love, more of a lustful excitement.
Not the kinds you get by walking into a strip club, more the kind of anticipation on that first real date. Not that I would really know, been so long since I had a real date.
My dreams would play tricks on me for weeks. Waking up in the middle of the night with visions of her smile, her soft skin, her golden hair, you get the picture I am sure. The outfits she used to share with me on cam haunt me. Short skirts, stockings, heels; everything a man dreams his lady would wear for him. She seemed to enjoy putting the outfits on for me as much as I enjoyed seeing them on her.
It was Thursday.
Nothing out of the ordinary today, I had to meet with a client on the other side of the state. Yes it is near where she lived, but that really did not cross my mind until later. She’s married with a life, I have a busy schedule with work and ki**. No reason to really push the relationship any further or even get hopes up that it would go anywhere.
It’s 10:30 meeting is over and I remembered I need to get a few last minute shopping items for Christmas. I might as well do it now while I am out and before I start the long trek back home. I start my walk up to the store and out of the corner of my eye something startles me. That skirt, I know I recognized it, but it can not be her. Not here not now.
This is real, or is it?
She walks into the store, and I had to know. So I follow her, ok stalk her. Feels weird to be stalking her, but if it is not her I wanted to make sure I wasn’t just being a complete fool. She heads back to the women clothes section, how am I going to pull this stalk off without looking like an idiot. I walk past the section and try to get a look. The outfit is obviously one I have seen before. A shorter schoolgirl skirt, pleated with stripes, black stockings or maybe nylons, high heel boots, and a white blouse. My heart racing at this point, then she turns. And my heart about jumps thru my chest, it’s her.
The object of my dreams is standing in the flesh 20 feet away from me. I see her pull out a few outfits and walk into the changing rooms.
I decide that it is now or never. I walk to the Women’s department and find a comfy chair near the changing rooms. She is whistling to herself, obviously enjoying the day and her favorite activity of shopping.
Drew, I hear my name. Come here and tell me what you think of this outfit. Damn she is good. She obviously knew it was me stalking her. I stand up and walk over to her as she exits the changing room. My jaw drops! There she is Rachie standing in the door with only a purple set of lace panties and bra her body filling them up perfectly added to that the black stockings and I swear I was in heaven. I take a step back not sure how to react. Obviously she did not mind me stalking her, and she has left me open an opportunity to move in for the kill. Reality still sets in. She’s still married and this is a department store. clay’s page of exhibitionism
I stutter a little looking for the correct words. Wow Rachie, this is one hot opening act.
Can I see what else you have picked out to try on? A huge smile comes across her face. I know that I have hit her button. She loves trying on sexy outfits. She tells me to sit down and enjoy the show.
Taking my place on the chair I begin to think how glad I am that I put on my silk boxers this morning, as my cock begins to enlarge it is nice having the extra room. She yells out from the changing room, you ready. I am I answer. This time she opens the door and has on a long flowing skirt down to her ankles and a blue silk top. She has the top unbuttoned all the way below her navel and she is sporting a white lace bra.
The bra is highlighting her tanned skin including her enlarged nipples. I can tell that this is turning her on as much as it is me.
I stand up and walk over to her, I need to taste her and I am not going to wait anymore. I grab her face as she try’s to turn away to walk back into the changing room. I pull her lips around to me and I kiss her softly. I wait for her to react. She smiles, and kisses me back. She whispers to me, I have one more outfit to show you. Meet me in the parking lot. I practically run out of the store. I head over to my SUV and start it up. I drive around until I see Rachie walking out towards her vehicle. I have no idea what she drives so I keep a close eye on her. She hopes into a mini van and starts to back out of the parking lot, I follow her to the back edge of the lot away from most of the other cars. She pulls into a spot and I pull in next to her. She gets out of the car with a bag in hand. Leaving her door open to hide her from the rest of the world she motions me to put down my window. AS the window is down now Rachie tells me she picked this outfit with me in mind.
She slowly unbuttons the blue blouse she wore into the store, and lets it fall to the ground. My cock is so throbbing as I enjoy this show. Rachie tells me to take it out. I almost had to think for a minute. Then I start to unzip my pants as I let my cock fall out of my silk boxers. At 6′ blonde and blue eyes I am not bad looking for 37 but not a GQ man by any means. She smiles as she watches my hard cock show itself. She pulls off her plain looking tan bra and turns away from me pulling out her new bra from the bag. It is pink lace pushup and she allows me to watch her put it back on. She knows by now most of my fetishes, watching a women dress is by far my favorite.
Then she begins to play with her nipples thru the material making them hard. I tell her thru the window that I can not take much more of this. She smiles and pulls her schoolgirl skirt offer her legs. Taking out of the bag her pink panties she sit down on her van seat and begins to pull them up. They outline the edges of her pussy perfectly and I can see that her lips are swollen and throbbing. Her hand begins to move up and down her slit as she watches my face eager to see more. Then she pulls out of her bag something I was not prepared for. A large nude colored dildo. She places the head of onto her slit and begins to rub it up and down. I was beginning to figure out that this shows was for her and not me.
I was just along for the ride. Here she was the women of my fantasies sitting half naked in her van in a parking lot in the middle of the day. If that wasn’t enough she had a dildo out and was about to make herself very happy. I asked her if I could help. She smiled but answered. NO. Drew you do what you do. Sit back and enjoy me while I do what I do.
She ripped her bra down pulling out her nipples and running the dildo between them. All the while her fingers running up and down her lace covered pussy. I can not take this anymore I need to get closer. I open the passenger side door to get a better view and I can just smell the sweet musty pussy fill the air. She takes the dildo and rubs it down to her pussy. I can tell at this point she does not care if I am there or not. I reach over and grab her panties and I rip them as hard as I can. The wetness of them assists me in actually ripping them off her body. ( so much for those new panties) she moans knowing that I am deeply involved now. I take her hand and guide her and the dildo to her slit and with one soft push we both push it deep inside her. Her body shivers as she has an instant orgasm.
I stand up a second to look around and survey the landscape. I notice at this point the cost is clear. I then force her legs apart and begin to pull her hands out of the way. There is no way I am wasting this hard cock on just my hand I tell her. She smiles, totally out of breath. I push my cock head just inside her wet pussy and she opens her legs further to allow me to enter her. She raisers her legs and puts them around my head as I begin to pump her hard.
I hit my head on the back of what I think is the door. My head a little foggy, I look around and realize. This isn’t a dream.
