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Annie

Annie sat in her office chair leaned back a bit and with her feet propped up on the desk staring out the window of her second floor office. She was deep in thought. Contemplating the way her life had turned out and some of the obstacles she has had to deal with over the last couple of years. Her staff was all busy for the most part doing their mundane little office tasks of calling in supply orders, finalizing contracts for guest lectures, making sure the various construction projects were on schedule and counting numbers. They were here crew and she loved most of them. She trained them to work hard and efficiently. She expected nothing less and lead by example but she wasn’t a mean boss. They appreciated the way she supported and guided them. Annie was a department level manager. She had worked at the school now for about 20 years and she loved her job. It was not difficult for her to get up the morning each day and go to work. That was the least of her concerns and if nothing else it was one of the few positives in her life at the moment.

She heard someone shuffling near her office and she gazed to the right watching as the accountant drifted by her door. Peeking in out of the corner of his eyes and getting a quick look at her legs as they stretched out from under her dress. The fabric pulled back just past her knees. “Hello Kyle”. Annie truly appreciated the skills of her number cruncher but he was just a bit off. He waived and moved on to complete the month end summary report she was to present the following morning to her Dean. It would be of course much of the same old information.

As she was turning back towards the window, she glanced at her legs. Annie thought to herself with a slight grin on her face, ‘Why shouldn’t’t others have the chance to appreciate these splendid legs of mine’. I’ve been working hard to keep them trim and the skin smooth and soft. Her eyes traced the tops of her legs down from the dress to her shapely calves and then to her toes as they peaked out of the tip of her shoes. I like my legs. Why shouldn’t everyone else? A brief laugh came out of her and took her by surprise.

“Did you call Annie?” voiced Kyle in the distance. “Not now Kyle but thanks” went the reply.

Annie slowly turned back towards the window. The grin on her face faded as she watched the students walking down the sidewalk below. Passing by on their way to or from class. With the exception of the few feet of air that surrounded them, the students seemed to be oblivious to their surroundings. Headphones playing in their ears or phones pressed into the side of their faces as they held a conversation with someone else and then there were the ones that never seemed to be able look at anything other than the video or game that was flashing across their screens.

“They are oblivious” she noted. They were oblivious about much of the real world. They had no idea that she would sit there and watch them at the end of her day to deflate and decompress or why she would even need to do so. There were a few that knew her but not many.

Regardless, even the few students and most of her staff really had no idea about the life she had led up to that point. Most knew her work history of two decades. Annie was pretty popular around the school and was well respected.

But they didn’t know about her repressive childhood. They were not aware of the bible thumping parents that constantly reminded her of the fact that she was an accident. They had no idea about the difficulties she had with socializing while she grew up.

They were not aware of the fact that she had met and married the first man she seriously dated at the age of 18. The first and only man she had been intimate with. The one person that she was dedicated too being with and loved so deeply during the first 10 years of marriage. The one that should have either showed her what life was supposed to be or at least grown with her in a way that they both would learn and maybe explore new activities.

The world is such a big and interesting place she was thinking to herself. There has to be more out there than what she knows and has experienced. Still looking down as the backpacks drifted by in a sea of youth she thought that not one of those students she so adored and worked so diligently for to help develop their burgeoning careers had the slightest idea of the hell she had been going through over the last few years. None of them would know that only a few hours ago she was walking down the steps of the local courthouse with the signed decree in her hand officially ending the long drawn out marriage that she had also tried to keep afloat for so long.

They were unaware of the pain and suffering that her Ex was putting on her on a regular basis. He was in such pain over the fact that she had finally left he would lash out at her with verbal abuses and false accusations. This coming from the person that refused to even kiss her goodbye in the morning during the last couple years of their marriage.

But now it is done. And while she had been out on her own for the last 6 months today is different. Now she was truly independent and not tied to anyone legally, financially or emotionally.

A whisper eased out from her lips “It’s a new day alright. But what in the hell am I supposed to do now?”

A few weeks ago her best friend finally convinced her to try a dating website. They drafted a profile and Annie dug around in her computer and posted some of her best pics. Smiles, duck faces, poses that would try and suggest she was fun and a free-living spirit. Which she was damit! Annie enjoyed life in the fullest way possible that she knew. It took at least a week for her to finally come up with a profile that seemed honest and described what she was looking for. FUN and NO commitment!! Annie was looking for some relaxing fun and she was intent on finding that.

So after weeks of adding and subtracting pictures and answering mind numbing questions about herself. What was it getting her??? Only about two or three wedding proposals each day from total strangers. At least a half dozen or so pictures of some strange man’s penis and a meager ‘hello’ or ‘want to get lucky?’ Men advertising themselves as being near her age but obviously looked 20 years older. “I wonder if they can still get it up?” she asked herself not in a desirable way but more of a curiosity.

But there were a few out there that caught her eye. Not the 10 years younger guys. That seemed to be just a bit on the creepy side. There was Dean who had some really nice arms. There was John who had a great looking smile. There was Tim that seemed to have the best overall pics. He was fairly attractive, his body was not that of an Adonis but looked firm and not soft. The photos of him being on his motorcycle stirred something in her. She had ridden before but it had been a long time and was very brief.

Tim’s reply to mine was a simple “Hello there. How is your day going?” Annie stared at the screen in disbelief. What the fuck is that? Just as she was losing hope of ever seeing a decent response come through, this manages to sneak into her inbox.

He seemed safe and dare she say it so soon… he seemed sane? How dare you do that. Annie was only days away from deleting her account and now this?

Her finger slowly reached over and touched the keyboard and sent off a reply. Feeling a little suspicious but strangely happy at the same time. He is what she likes. Masculine body, similar age, maybe adventurous based on the pictures?

They started messaging each other. The notes getting a bit longer and the interests on both sides building. At least in Annie’s mind it was.

But she asked herself “What am I really looking for?” The last thing that she seemed to want at the moment was to jump back into a relationship with some guy. She just liberated herself and was enjoying the new freedom. But there was something deep inside of her that she thought needed some attention. Attention from a man.

The texting with Tim continued for days and then stretched into a week and then two. He was a bit of a flirt and that was pretty exciting for her. He came across very confident in himself. There were no vague replies and he was a gentleman. Unless he was in a meeting at work the replies came back quickly, strong and with some apparent detailed thought. He seemed to be very honest as well. You can’t be so quick and detailed when responding to a question like that when your making the shit up. At least that was what she thought. And for now that was good enough for her.

They hadn’t spoke over the phone yet. It was strange yet comforting for her. The text was a bit impersonal and easier to be a little more "daring". When talking over a phone or face to face those replies mandate mere seconds. A quick text may be minutes longer. It is easier that way.

There was a physical distance between the two of them. Annie thought he lived about 20 or 30 minutes away but wasn't totally sure since they hadn’t exchanged addresses as of yet. But they texted constantly. Finally, after getting a little anxious Annie finally asked him why he hasn’t called. What was up with that? She was dying to hear his voice. It had been weeks since they started chatting. Most guys hitting her up were on the phone with her very quickly. Tim seemed so patient. Annie started to wonder if he was even for real. She had heard so many stories of people misrepresenting themselves.

Tim sent a reply back to the request with a simple 'I can call in about 30 min. I need to get something done first. But I have to warn you that i have a sort of unique voice. May catch you off guard.'

"Off guard!" What the hell is that about? And then another message came....

'I sound a little like a French Elmer Fudd.

Annie laughed aloud. Tim was funny sometimes. Little sarcastic and quick to toss a joke out there. Then Annie thought for a moment.... "Shit! No wonder he hadn't called yet." She was in full belief mode now. This guy is so nice please don't ruin it. Then her phone vibrated and she looked down to see a recording come over from Tim. It included a short note that read 'Play me if you dare.'

Annie reached out and tried to hit the play button but her finger was actually shaking a bit and it took her a couple attempts. "Stupid phone." She finally touched the screen just right and and she could see the little sound bite change color and there he was.

"Hi Annie. This is Tim and I will call you in a few after I finish my project."

Annie stared at her phone intently. She was feeling a strange warmth. The corner of her mouth pulled up just a bit into a smile. "Fuckkkkkk. No French Elmer there." Tim's voice came over her speaker. It was deep, a bit of a rural accent and a touch of a scratch. She played it again. Once more. Annie was very happy and put the phone away anxious for the first call.

Tim called and Annie tried to nonchalantly answer. Hoping to make it ring a few times to hide her anxiousness. But as she put the phone to her ear she realized it may have rung once if that. Crap. "Hello Tim."

Over the next week or so they spoke over the phone off and on but never seemed to get into lengthy conversations. They were both busy and it just never seemed to work out that well. But they did text and that worked for them at the moment.

The first night that he decided to take the conversation to a different level is still burned into her memory.

It was later in the evening and Annie had just gotten out of the shower and was getting ready for bed. The text came in and of course it was Tim. “Are you sleepy hun?” Her reply… “A little. I’m just getting ready to crawl under the sheets.”

Tim’s response was quick and short. “That sounds lovely.” And then one more flashed up on her screen “…. I’d love to join you and cuddle and stroke your hair tonight if that is okay.”

Of course he was not serious and she knew that. Shit! She was still unsure of where he actually lived. He could be states away from her or next door but still the request was there on her phone by someone she liked and was interested in seeing. It was exciting. It was stirring something in her. Annie still hadn’t gone to bed with anyone else for about 7 or 8 months. That thought and her imagination just sort of kicked in and the smile lit up her face. Is this cute? Is it exciting? Is it dangerous? Annie wasn’t sure what it was but she did like the idea.

So she sent her reply back out to Tim. A simple but short “Yes.” was all she sent. If it had come from her lips there might be some timidity to the sound. Maybe a crack of her voice? It was very unnerving. It felt dangerous for some reason. Fuck! What is going on?

Tim’s reply came back quickly. “Slide over sweetie. Let me climb in under the sheets and lay with you.”

She looked at the screen on her phone. Annie typed and then sent out a “Okay” with a sly smile on her face. She actually moved over on her bed. That felt silly but this is sort of fun.

Tim asked her “How is your imagination sweetie?”

Annie’s thought about it for a few seconds and let him know she had a good one and his reply was again quick. ‘Lay back and relax baby. Let me take your hand and lead you down a new path and see if you like the view.’

Annie felt a lovely shiver shoot down her spine. “What are you up to Tim?”

‘No typing baby. Just follow me and keep your lights down low and open you mind. Let me do the work. This is for you.’

Annie did as she was told. She seemed to really trust him and for some strange reason taking his direction felt warm and comforting.

Now Tim’s texts started to flow. They were short and only ran for a few lines and he spaced them apart with just enough time for her to read them and then the next would arrive. His fingers must have been flying. “How is he doing this?”

‘I’m sliding into bed with you sweetie. Your sheets are so soft and cool. I love the feeling on my skin.’

‘Can you feel the warmth of my body? I’m so close to you now. Inches from your back. Your hair smells wonderful.’

‘My hand is touching your hair now. My fingers are gently moving through. Raking your hair gently. Pulling on your hair gently.’

“Annie, I like the feel of your hair as it glides over my fingers.’

Annie had this odd feeling running down the back of her. She could almost feel her hair being combed by this stranger. He was after still sort of a stranger. They hadn’t event met yet and now here he was in bed with her doing things to her that she always adored. Annie loved having her hair stroked.

‘Annie, I can feel the warmth of your body. It is coming into me as I lay close behind you.’

‘Your skin is so soft baby. My fingers are lightly gliding over your shoulders and moving down your back.’

‘My fingers are gliding up and down now. Lightly touching your smooth skin. You feel so tense baby.’

'It is so hot for me being in bed with you Annie. I’m touching you and getting so excited. Your body is so warm!’

A giggle came from Annie. Still not sure what he is doing and what is going on. “My body seems so warm? Of course my bod…” the next text arrived and she refocused just to see what would happen next.

‘Baby, I could run my fingers through your hair all day.' Mmmmmmm, this was starting to feel good.

‘My hands are gently stroking your shoulders. Pressing lightly into you. Massaging those tense feelings away. You need to relax sweetie'.'

‘Can you feel my fingers baby? Can you feel them sliding down your back and making small circles around your hips and then finding their way back towards your shoulders?’

Annie thought to respond but he told her not do that so she stopped. Her eyes were focusing on the phone. She could sense his presence. She could feel the warmth of his hands. “What the hell.”

‘My hands are slowly gliding up your sides baby. I can feel where your breasts begin. You are so warm, soft. You smell delicious baby.’

‘My hands gently move to your hair once more. Pulling through gently. Then back to the top. Now lightly caressing your face. The tips of my fingers tickling your cheeks and touching the corner of your mouth and then passing down the sides of your neck.’

‘Slowly I move further down your sides. My hands stop briefly and then gently move forward.’

‘Can you feel my fingers baby? They are gently moving across your stomach now. Slowly moving higher. I shift a little closer. You can feel me pressing against you now.‘

‘Our bodies are touching. I am holding you close. My legs behind yours. My my hips behind yours. My stomach against your back. My chest against you. It is so hot being so close to you. Our bodies are catching fire baby.’

‘My hand is moving up further now. It finds a path as it moves higher. You can feel me glide past your breasts. Gently stroking them as they press against my arm.’

Annie was in a trance. She was staring at the screen of her phone as the messages passed. Her breathing was getting heavier but she didn’t notice. Her face was flushing. Her left hand held the phone intensely. Her right hand was slowly moving without thought or intent up and down her side. Annie was feeling him. She was sensing this living person was actually pulled up closely behind her body. She could feel his heat and touch. “What is this this?”

‘Baby, you smell so good. Breathing in your essence. Your hair is so soft and the silky feeling across my face. This is delicious.’

‘My face gently nuzzles closer into your neck. My lips gently touch your skin. Small kisses up and down your neck. You feel so soft and amazing. The tip of my tongue gently touches your skin. You taste wonderful.’

‘I take your chin gently with my hand and turn your face towards mine. Our eyes lock into a deep gaze. Your mouth is slightly open. Our breathes are merging. I lean in closer. Our lips touch gently, softly. I pull away and come in again. Kissing you over and over. The sound of our lips separating again and again is sweet to my ears.’

‘My tongue gently brushes over your lower lip. I can feel your mouth open the slightest bit. I press further and hold your chin closer and our kisses become deeper. Our tongues touch for just a moment and then I press further. Holding you closer and tighter. Our tongues begin a dance with each other. Our breathing is on hold as we fully taste each other.’

‘I can feel your hand on my hip now. I can sense you fingers pressing into me holding me and trying to pull me closer.’

‘Our kissing is deeper. Intense. It is so hot baby. My hand leaves your face and slowly moves down. You hold onto me tighter. Keeping me close so out kiss continues. I can feel your breathing getting heavier now. Your body is pressing into me as you inhale. The excitement is climbing baby.’

Annie was in awe with what was going on. She was hot. She was kicking the sheets down her body to cool herself. Her hand had been moving up and down her side. She was involuntarily stroking her body. Her fingers brushing over her stomach and gently touching the base of her breasts and then moving back to her hips and gliding down her cheek and then back. Annie was feeling amazing. She was excited. This was such a new experience for her and she wasn’t sure what to do. All she knew was that she wanted it to continue. “More” silently passed through her lips.

‘My hand gently cups your breast. Holding it firmly. Lighly squeezing it. Feeling the heat of your supple flesh in my hand baby. It is firm and yet so soft and delicate. My fingers gently brush lightly over your nipple. I can feel it stiffen. Your nipple hardens for me. It is standing up and reaching out for more attention baby. It’s excited to have the attention. I keep rolling it in my fingers.‘

‘My hand moves down a little. Leaving the warmth of your breast and my fingers are sliding down your stomach. Moving farther down and then gently brushes over the front of your waist. I can feel your legs separate baby. I know what you want.’

‘My hand slowly moves further down. I can feel the delicate hairs of your pussy on the tips of my fingers. I can feel your heat.’

Annie couldn’t hold back any longer. Her fingers quickly typed out a reply. She was so worked up. ‘I want you in me.’ She pressed send then quickly moved her hand down as she waited for the next message. Before she realized what she was doing her fingers were stroking herself. Gliding gently over the surface and then slowly moving inside of the lips. “Oh my god, I am so wet.” Annie continued to work her fingers back and forth and then gently in and out.

‘Patience baby. My fingers are playing with your lips baby. They feel wonderful. My fingers gently dip in between your lips. Sliding inside of your body. You are so wet baby. So warm. So tight.’

‘I cup you harder now and pull you closer with my hand. Your legs open up further. I can feel your desire building. My fingers are dancing around your pussy, moving in and out over and over. They flick at your sweet little bud feeling it get firm. My cock is hard as stone now. Pressing against your ass.’

‘Annie, you are so fucking hot baby. I am needing to be inside of you sweetie. I want to feel my cock sliding into you.’

‘My hand slides away from your pussy. I reach behind you and take hold of my cock. It is so hard. I shift behind you and move the tip of my cock down. I move my hips forward and my cock slides between your cheeks and moves closer to your pussy.’

Annie was now in cruise control. She was working on herself and without really being conscious of what was going on she was vigorously working her fingers. Her hand and fingers were soaked from the wetness of her ecstasy. Annie was breathing hard. It was becoming a little more difficult to read the messages. The phone vibrated again.

‘My hand is on your hip now. I am grabbing you firmly. My lips are kissing the back of your neck. My body shifts and I press my hips forward. You are so wet my cock is sliding between your legs easily. It feels wonderful baby. I can feel my dick sliding across you pussy now. Your legs holding me and caressing my shaft as it slides back and forth.’

'I can feel your lips parting as my cock slides back and forth.'

Annie sent another brief text. "Now."

'Patience baby.'

"Patience?" Jesus how can he be doing this? What is driving her excitement? These are just texts. But oh my god!

'I'm holding your hips firmly. Still sliding back and forth. The wetness makes this so easy baby.! I can feel you pressing back against me as I move forward.'

'Now baby. I move my hips down. The head of my dick is now pressing against your pussy. As I hold onto your hips I press forward again and I can feel your pussy open for me. My cock is sliding into you baby. A few inches in and then out.’

'I can feel you catch your breath. My cock moves inside of you deeper. You are so still baby. I think you are frozen in time. Enjoying the feeling of my dick moving into your body.'

‘You are so wet and I can feel your pussy hold my cock as I move in and out. I press again into you. My cock slides in further. My hips are driving it in as deep as I can go.’

‘You feel so wonderful baby. So wet and so tight.’

‘My cock and moving in and out of you now. My hand slides up your body and caresses your breast.’

'Our bodies are moving with each other.' 'My cock is driving in and out of you quicker. Harder.'

'Your hand stays firmly pressed onto my hip. Gripping me tightly. Pulling on me as my hip moves in and presses against your ass.'

'Your breathing is getting heavier now. My thrusts are getting quicker.'

Annie was breathing heavier. The text messages were driving her nuts. She was also worked up because she had her fingers still working herself into a frenzy. Annie was not a stranger to masturbation. But usually she is thinking of something that happened in her past. One of the still fond memories she had from when she was married. But normally it was a conscious effort. Not this time. Now Annie was going to town on herself but she didn't know it yet.

'You feel amazing baby. I love the feel of my cock moving in and out of your body. Your tits are so lovely. Your lips so tasty.' 'My thrusts are getting faster now. My cock is moving in and out so easily. You are soooo wet baby. I can feel the pressure building in me now.'

'My lips are kissing your neck now. Moving up and down. My hand holding you tightly between your breasts.'

'Faster and faster now. Deeper and deeper. My cock is moving in and out of you so quickly. Our bodies are coming together over and over. The beating sound is so hot to hear.'

'Faster now baby. The pressure is still building in my body. I can feel it moving through my cock. I don't think I will last much longer.'

It was too late for Annie. She had already reached a climax. Her hand had been working her pussy to perfection. She was breathing so hard at the moment. The wetness between her legs was spreading out. Her hand was moving back and forth across her hips. She was in bliss. But she was also still intently looking at the small screen of her phone. Watching the messages pass by one after the other. Fascinated with what was happening.

'Your neck tastes so sweet baby. I'm breathing so hard now. In and out over and over! The pressure is building more. I don't think I can stop now.'

'My hands grab onto your shoulder, holding you tight. Pulling you in closer to me. My thrusts are getting faster. I'm driving my cock in and out of you relentlessly baby.'

'Harder. Faster. We are breathing so heavily baby. I can't hold it back anymore!'

'Faster now baby. My cock is so swollen. The pressure is too much.'

'I grab onto you tightly. I move in once more and freeze. My cock is in as deep as I can drive it. My back arches. My legs tense. I finally cum deep inside of you. I can feel the cum pass from my cock into your pussy.'

'I am so spent baby. My breathing is so heavy. Still pulsing in your body.'

'I can feel you hand relax. My cock still inside but is still now. My arms release their pressure and hold on your body.'

'That was amazing baby.'

'Relax now sweetie. Sleep in my arms.'

Annie managed a short quick text to Tim. "Good night baby. That was amazing."

This is the point that changed her life and her whole understanding of the variety of possible uses of phones and texts. This was just the beginning of what was to be a very interesting relationship for Annie. New worlds were about to unfold for her.

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