1. Under His Spell


    Date: 12/13/2015, Categories: Cheating, Author: loneleygirl68, Rating: 32, Source: LushStories

    In time, we progressed to saying how we wished we did not live so far apart, that it would be nice if we could meet face-to-face. That idea took root; my mind would not let it go. I started daydreaming about meeting Joe, knowing he wanted to meet me too. Then, unexpectedly, a solution dropped into my lap. Chatting on line with Joe, I mentioned to Joe that I would be attending a conference in New York City. He told me to hang on, and was gone for what seemed like forever! Apparently, he had been looking at his calendar and, amazingly, he could arrange to be in New York at the same time. Wonderful! We could really meet – at last! However, after the natural elation, I had second thoughts: Did we really want to do this? Did this have the potential for disaster written all over it? The conference was still eight weeks distant so we decided to leave any decision for a week, allowing both of us to consider all the repercussions of a meeting. We agreed to discuss it in depth and make pros and cons lists. In that week, our relationship changed a little. Our nightly talks became more like orgasm sessions for me. He insisted on making me cum, sometimes more than once! He definitely stretched my sexual boundaries and even asked me for some explicit pictures. I did not even hesitate as I used my camera and sent the photos to him! Joe being in control of me, a submissive role I usually hate, was now a huge turn-on. All so very out of character, because, believe me, I am actually the ...
    take-charge type in all aspects of my life, including the bedroom. After our week was up, we decided that we very much wanted this meeting and Joe arranged to join me in New York. He also surprised me by sending me a package that contained a sex toy – a vibrating egg that he wanted me to use. He told me to have it in my cunt (his word, which he insisted I use) when I met him in New York. Thank God my husband was not home when that package arrived, because I do not know how in the hell I would have explained it to him! ~~~~~~~ Seven weeks later, my flight was called to board. Yes, I was really doing this! I showed my boarding pass to the flight attendant and walked down the ramp towards the plane; towards potential bliss or disaster. Which would it be? As the plane made its approach into Kennedy, butterflies in my stomach took a flight of their own! Doubts assailed me. What was I doing? Was it too late to back out? I could just hide in the airport restroom. With all these thoughts racing through my head, I continued to baggage claim. After retrieving my luggage, I stood for a few minutes, debating what I should do. Finally, I took a deep breath and told myself that I really did want to meet Joe, and set off to find the Airport Bar where we had arranged to meet. Joe’s flight was due to arrive earlier and I’d been told that he would be wearing a pale-yellow polo shirt and casual dress slacks. I wore a pastel-green sundress, so he could recognize me. As I turned a corner and strode ...
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