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Excited for more

September 10, 2015 Thursday
Date: Thu Sep 10, 2015 11:13 PM
From: Sassy
To: Brett
Subject: Re: Lunch
Hiya Brett!  
Thanks for your note!  Hope you are staying warm and dry tonight.  I’m home alone cuddled with the cats. 
Someday you can teach me about fantasy football.  I’d like to understand. 
I had a grand birthday!  I went out to Framingham for lunch with a gal pal.  She treated me to Olive Garden – I adore their spaghetti and sausages.  We had a family dinner at my sister’s house.  She cooked me the most delicious rack of lamb with rice pilaf with sugar snap peas sliced into it.  And pie.  
So sorry to hear about your phone!  I’m pretty sure you had it as we left the hotel.  Seems like you checked it right before we got into the elevator?  Do you have that app that tells you where it is?  Hope you had it backed up.  I go nuts without mine.  I’ve never lost it, knock on wood, but it did decide to sail out of my purse in March and land face down on the pavement.  Screen shattered and it was dead.  Argh.  Made it very tough to transfer anything.  I got everything but my texts.  Whee.  I wish they’d let me walk into a store to get a new one, but I had to wait 2 days for it to arrive in the mail.  I hope yours turns up!  
Lunch sounds great!  Or morning or late afternoon… Do you have a vision of what you want to do?  Tell me your ideal and I’ll do my best to make it happen.  I am pretty flexible.  I have one meeting on Thursday at 2pm, so I can do anything but that.  
I am so excited to see you again..and touch you, taste you… mmmm….
-S


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Lunch offer

September 9, 2015 Wednesday

Date: Wed Sep 9, 2015 11:43 AM
From: Brett
To: Sassy
Subject: Lunch
Sassie,
Sorry, I forget to send you an email on your birthday.  Aghhh.  Hope you had a happy one.
We had our fantasy draft last night.  It started at 7:30, and then crapped out about 1 hour into it, so we had to start again at 9:30.  I don’t know if you’ve even done fantasy football before but drafting is a stressful hour and a half.  Anyway, I got it done and the pundits rate my picks very poorly.  We’ll see what happens when the points start rolling in.
Meanwhile, I’m under additional stress as I’ve lost my cell phone.  Perhaps I was too distracted by other events and dreams, but the last time I know I had it for sure was on my way to meet you, I texted (and received).  I did a scan of the hotel room before leaving and didn’t see it.  I thought I used it both on the way home and at work (on Saturday), but I cant be sure of the last two.  I called the Hotel and they didn’t find anything.  I’ve looked through my car.  I missed it on Sunday, but thought I left it at work so didn’t worry about it but it wasn’t at work when I got in on Tuesday.  Oh well…I’ll give it a few more days.
Meanwhile, I was thinking that we should at least meet for lunch sometime next week.  If you’d like to, pick a day and between us we can figure out a spot.

brett


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Brett kisses

September 7, 2015 Monday LABOR DAY

Date: Mon Sep 7, 2015 10:55 AM
From: Sassy
To: Brett
Subject: Happy Labor Day!
Hiya Brett!  Hope you’re enjoying this beautiful Labor Day, and making it special. 
Hubby and I adventured to the South Shore last night to try a fancy restaurant down there – the Scarlet Oak Tavern in Hingham – to kick off my birthday celebrations.   I sat in their lovely Colonial dining room thinking of you.   MMMMM
Hugs with groping.  😉
Sent from Yahoo Mail on Android

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Date: Mon Sep 7, 2015 11:04 PM
From: Brett
To: Sassy
RE: Happy Labor Day!
Hi Sassy,
The day was uneventful here.  It was warm but yesterday went well into the wee hours so it was kind of quiet around the house today.  I took the opportunity to do some research.  
Sounds like you had a great meal.  Yesterday, we cooked up some marvelous steak with portabello mushrooms and gorgonzola cheese.  Steak is a rarity here so it was thoroughly enjoyed.
Kisses,
brett

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Smiling Thanks to Brett

September 6, 2015 Sunday
Date: Sun Sept 6, 2015 7:57 am
To: Brett
From: Sassy
RE: Home Happy
Good morning hot stuff!  I stayed up late… because I took a 3 hr nap!  Oops!  After a fun morning with you,  my mom wore me out.  She was a mess mentally.  Ah well.  I had other things to smile about, thanks to you!
Have a beautiful Sunday! Mwah!

Sent from Yahoo Mail on Android


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Meet #2 Double use of a room

September 5, 2015 Saturday

[If you missed my first meet with Brett yesterday, pop back to read that first.]
Before we left the hotel room yesterday, he asked me if I’d like to make double-use of the hotel room by meeting him again in the morning?  I’d heard of that happening but never gotten to do it!  I was really excited and pleased to meet him.  And so pleased not to wonder when or if he’d contact me again!  
7 am 

My phone alarm went off.  Why did I say I’d do this?!  I hate getting up early on Saturday!  Oh right… beautiful hotel room, hugging and kissing and mmm…. I ate a big bowl of cereal, dressed and waited.  
7:50 am

He texted me to say he was headed my way!  I headed over to the hotel.  I couldn’t wear anything unusual, as I was going to lunch with my mom afterwards, so I tossed on my gauzy cotton summer pants, dark blue panties and bra, and a Cancun t-shirt.
I parked at the mall nearby.  I forgot that the stores wouldn’t be open, so I had to walk all over to get out!  
8:30 am 

I made it to the hotel room first.  I took another photo of the incredible view… so pretty!  I also took photos of the lotion he used on me yesterday, the funky bureau bench and the bed we are going to mess up soon.    

[Yes… I was thinking of my blog for once so I could show you dear reader!]
I took off my shoes and socks.  I opened up the curtains to let in the light and show off the view to more of the room.  
8:40 am 

He knocked and then used his key to come into the room.  He grinned great big and rushed over to me.  He wrapped his arms around me from behind, and we enjoyed the view while he nibbled on my neck and held me close.  He is so sweet!  
He turned me around and we kissed for a long time.  He takes it very slowly… only kissing for a while, then gentling touching over my clothes, then reaching under my top to rub my nipples through my bra.  I get all revved up wondering when he will take the next step!  
I got impatient, so I unbuttoned his casual collared plaid shirt and played with his chest a bit.  He pulled me close and sucked on my earlobe!  That sends tingles everywhere!! He pulled my t-shirt off and turned me to undo my bra.  He says it’s tricky but he manages.  He turned me back to look at my chest.  He looked so happy!  
He sat me down on the edge of the bed and I watched him take off his socks and shoes, then unbuckle his belt and take off his khaki slacks.  He had on very sexy black boxer briefs!  He rolled onto the bed with me and pulled off my pants and panties in one quick tug.  Wow.  He rolled onto me and went at my chest, sucking one nibble and playing with the other with his fingers.  He worshipped my breasts.  I watched and smiled and squirmed!  
He moved his hand down my belly, playing with my belly button, then his mouth followed and he licked my clit until I started to go crazy!  He munches… so so sexy!  He added a finger inside me.  This man knows what to do!  I started trembling and closed my eyes to savor the sensations.  
He said he wanted to be inside me and asked what position I felt like trying.  I suggested doggie, thinking about the problems he had yesterday and remembering other men who had troubles who had better luck with doggie style where they can see their cock going in and out, and get deeper.  I rolled over and presented my ass to him.  He moaned, taking hold of my cheeks, playing along my slit with his cock.  He said, “There’s not going to be any trouble today.  You have no idea how much this turns me on!”  He rolled  on a condom and slipped inside and pounded me!  I had my head down on the bed, holding onto a pillow and making a lot of noise!  It felt so amazing!  
After about three minutes he told me he couldn’t wait and came hard.  Hooray!  He collapsed next to me and I cuddled up next to him, laying crossways in the big bed.  He said that would be all for him today.  I let him think so, but resolved to test that the next time we meet.  
He rolled his head up on his elbow and looked over at me… he looked like such a sexy male centerfold!  I told him that and he scoffed.  But his grin was very wide.  I touched the areas I like… his shoulders, his chin, his nipples.  Then I adventured lower… he said nothing is going to happen.  I asked if I could touch anyway, if it doesn’t feel bad.  He said go right ahead.  So I explored while he rested and we talked of everything and nothing. 
10:50 am 

Too soon it was time to dress and leave before the 11 am check-out time.  He dressed and watched me dress.  I look out the window once more at the river and Boston skyline.  
He walked me across the street and into the mall.  I decided I wanted an iced chai, and I offered to buy him a drink.  He declined, said he had to get going.  He gave me a quick hug at the bottom of the escalator and said he’d be in touch soon.  He strolled off.   I got my chai and headed off for lunch with Mom.  

What a romp we had!  It was so different from yesterday!  He made me feel so alive and sexy again!  I am definitely smiling! 

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Date: Sat Sep 5, 2015 11:05 PM

From: Brett
To: Sassy
RE: Home Happy
Sassy,
I hope this evening finds you well.
That was wonderful today.  I’ll be keeping my eye open for new opportunities and let you know when they open up.
i’m tired again tonight…I wonder why.  Going to bed.
brett

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Meet #1 Spectacular View

September 4, 2015 Friday
He wrote me a lovely message on AM.  We emailed back and forth.  I told him I’d be off from work today and he invited me to lunch, told me to choose the place.  
12 noon Meeting

I strolled in PF Chang’s.  He was already there!  He was sitting at the corner of the bar, nursing a Coke.  I went around where he could see me.  He got right up and hugged me, held on for a long time, then backed up a little and smiled.  He pecked me on the cheek and said, “Shall we get a table?”  I said, “Yes!”  
I asked the hostess for a quiet corner, and she seated us at one of the banquets.  I adore those – I can slide in and cuddle up, have easy access to his…knee… under the table.  We had our long looks at each other.  He was much cuter than his photos!   He looks like Steve Martin, the actor/comedian/banjo player.  Wow.  

Steve Martin

He had on a light green short-sleeve dress shirt with a darker patterned tie, and khaki slacks.  Exactly right.  I wore my usual “Sassy-go-to-meeting” outfit of silk scarf, blue top and slacks, with my lucky black bra underneath! 
We perused the menu, and I offered suggestions.  I ordered the hot & sour soup and a side of spicy green beans.  He got the spicy chicken and pork fried rice.  I rubbed his hand and he grabbed my hand.  I rubbed his knee and he rubbed mine.  He had a sweet smile.  
He told me how his only AM relationship went, about a year ago.  He said she was “too needy,” that she wanted him to be on chat all evening every evening and he just couldn’t do that.  They met once, had a great time, planned another meet.  There was a weekend when she told him she’d be out Friday night and busy all day Saturday, and he didn’t write to her.  She got all upset, told him she needed more, cancelled their planned meet.  He said email me and I’ll reply but I can’t be on chat all the time.  She didn’t write back for about a month, then only to tell him it was over.  He felt bad he could not be what she needed but [I will never forget what he said next]… “she wanted to talk EVERY DAY!  Can you imagine?”  He explained how risky that is, how he really only wants to email to set up meets.  Wow… that’s… different.  I feel like he will miss one of the best parts of me if we don’t communicate in between meets!   But after almost a year without anyone, I am willing to try!  
I asked him why he had started on AM a year ago.   He said nothing had happened at home in 10 years, he was not getting any younger, it seemed worth a try.  He reiterated that he has never used his real name or credit cards. 
He asked me about my AM experiences.  I managed not to say too much, talked a little about old flame, blogs, chat and a few experiences.  I did mention that I’d been attacked and how it made me cautious. 
He talked about how often he might be able to get together, not sure when or how much.  I said I understand, not to worry about it.  I would like more than once a month but I can be patient.  He should not arouse his wife’s suspicions! 
I told him that we never know how long this will last, but please… if things change?  Let me know.  Don’t just go silent.  He said that’s not like him – he experienced it with women he was emailing who just disappeared and he promised not to.  
He asked me about std testing.  I told him I’d been tested a year ago in April, and only had sex with one man since then, who had also been tested.  That seemed to satisfy him.  He said he was tested and only had sex once with that one woman.  He does not have sex with his wife. 
I asked him if he’s religious.  He said he was raised Methodist.  His wife is Catholic.  He tried going to the Catholic church to take his kids for awhile, helped with the kids group.  But they weren’t into it, and his wife was mad at the time it took him away from her so he stopped going.  I told him about me being so deep into it, then stopping when the minister was mean.  We both adored the music aspects but not the spiritual parts. 
We had fun kissing… touching… he asked what I wanted to do next.  I said he might want to walk me to my car.  He said he was thinking of more.  I asked, “Sit in my car and neck?” He said that could be fun but he wanted more.  I stared at him.  He said, “There’s a lovely hotel across the way…”  
I really don’t want to have sex with a man the first time I see him!  I told him we have time, we should take it slow.   He tempted me so much!  He asked if I was worried I’d never see him again?  I said yes… but not because of anything he’d done, just my experiences.  He kissed me again, and whispered in my ear about how we could make each other feel good, look out over the river, take our time.  I told him I had not shaved my legs!  He laughed, said that was fine, he’d see the real me.  But my resolve held.  
He paid for lunch.  I offered money but he declined.  We had fun opening our fortune cookies.  We kept talking.  
The waitress kept asking us if we needed anything so we decided it was time to leave the table.  Which was silly as the place was mostly empty.  But we went anyway.  We went to the bathrooms then strolled outside.  I grabbed him for a hug and he kissed me intensely behind the big potted tree by the door.  I thought of Kris who was so impressed when I did that to him.  
He asked again… said he knew they had rooms… he had looked online… didn’t I want to cross the street with him?  I said let’s go up the road a couple of miles to the less expensive place, just as good for this purpose.  He said he had money, he’s been saving… the first time should be super-special.  I said okay.  He smiled so sweetly!  He took my hand, and we talked logistics.  I told him I’d sit in the lounge – he could check in alone and then collect me.  He did just that!  I texted Hubby to let him know where I’d be. 
2 pm  The Hotel
We went up to room 902.  It was a glorious corner room with a view straight up the Charles River.  He kissed me and hugged me.  I broke away to look out the window.  He came up behind me and wrapped his arms around me, said this was fulfilling his fantasy.  I pressed him against the wall and kissed him and ground against him a little.  He smiled.  
I sat down on this interesting bench/cabinet to take off my shoes and socks.  We kept kissing and slowly undressing.  So so perfect! 
He asked me if I could cum more than once.  I nodded, gave him my usual line about losing track after the 9th time – he’d have to count after that.  He took off all but his tightie-whitie briefs.  I was left in my slacks and panties.  I collapsed on the bed and we rolled around.  I ended up on my tummy and he gave me a glorious back-rub!  Then he rolled on top of me… skin… his weight… mmmm… 
He took off the rest of my clothes and explored my body.  He spent a lot of time on my breasts… licking, biting, squeezing. I moaned appreciatively.  He went to the bathroom to grab the lotion.  It smelled wonderful – a mango coconut concoction.  He rubbed it all over from my feet, up my legs, across my backside and back, my arms, then turned me over to do the front… such a luxury!  No man has done that!  I told him it was such a treat! 
I asked him if he’s played with toys?  He said no.  He asked if I own them?  I said yes, explained that they help me when no men are around and can enhance things with men.  He asked what penis size I like?   I told him average or smaller.  He said that was good because he is not huge.  I said that’s fine – easier to deep throat!  He said he wasn’t much into blow jobs.  I said he had not been with the right woman!  Ha!  That I had heard that before and after a Sassy BJ, their opinion changed. He asked if I had really changed their minds?  I replied, “Oh yeah….” 
He moved down my body, spending more time worshipping my breasts, then my tummy, my belly button and finally between my legs.  He knows what he’s doing!  He put his mouth, chin and fingers to good use!  I closed my eyes, rubbed my breast and enjoyed until I was shaking and pouring pussy juice all over his face! 
He finally took off his underwear and I moved down his body, licking and flicking his nipples, teasing his belly button, then taking a good look at his cock.  He’s uncut!  Only the second time I’ve been with someone like that.  I was surprised he was flaccid.  I asked him if he can cum more than once… i.e. should I not make him cum with my mouth?  He said he wasn’t sure, it had been so long, but probably once would be it.  I said I had ways of helping with that, but good to know. 
I played with him with my hand, then engulfed him with my mouth and he moaned nicely.  I played with his balls and sucked, but he didn’t get hard.  He started to get antsy – I assured him not to worry.  He got a little harder but then lost it again.  
I rolled back up to his chest and he talked about how he had not had sex in a year, he was very nervous, may he has E.D. as he is getting older.  He said if that continues, he’ll talk to his doctor about the little pills.  
He went down on me again… so talented!   Then he pressed his hips between mine… and rubbed his cock down my slit and… came all over!  Whoa!  Oh dear… He jumped off the bed to go clean up.  I wondered how badly he was going to react.  
He joined me on the bed, put his head on my chest and apologized.  I told him first times are odd, not to worry, that I was having a good time.  He thanked me, said I’d have to help him train it again.  I said I was cheered he could cum – that gave me great hope for just fine-tuning the timing.  I sucked on his fingers and he moaned.   I told him what a special treat it was to be touched… how it made me alive and happy.  
We talked about our office spaces, how they aren’t conducive to playing.  He played with my breasts some more, put his face between them.  Then he went down on me again and added two of his fingers… I was trembling and tingling.  Whee! 
3:53 pm Au revoir 

He looked at the clock and said he had to leave soon.  Then he got this cute grin and said, “You know… I have this room until 11 am tomorrow.  You want to meet me again in the morning if I can get away?”  Oh my… I’ve heard about people doing that but never managed it.  “YES!”  
It is such a relief to be asked for a second time before the first is over.  No wondering how it went, waiting for an email… Hooray! 
We got up and dressed… I looked out the window again, took a photo.  The view is spectacular! 

He gave me a room keys and said he’d let me know when he could leave home in the morning, likely 8:00 am.  I texted Hubby to let him know I was heading home. 
We left the room and took the elevator.  I kissed him until the door was about to open.  He smiled.  He held my hand and walked me back over to the mall.  He was parked below and me above, so we parted at the escalator with a hug and a quick kiss.  

I went back to my car on the upper level and went home.  I wrote a quick email to thank him again for lunch and the spectacular view.  I was smiling.  

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Date: Fri Sep 4, 2015 4:35 PM
From: Sassy
To: Brett
Subject: Home Happy
Hiya Brett! 
I made it home safe and happy.   Because of you.   Thank you again for lunch, and for a spectacular view.  
Have a a great evening.  Mwah!
-S

Sent from Yahoo Mail on Android
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Date: Fri Sep 4, 2015 10:29 PM
From: Brett
To: Sassy
RE: Home Happy
Sassy,
You tired me out today and I feel wonderful.  
Hopefully we’ll get another chance tomorrow.  Won’t know til the AM and will let you know.  fingers crossed!
brett


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Bending into desire

September 3, 2015 Thursday

Date: Thurs Sep 3, 2015 8:32 AM
From: Brett
To: Sassy
RE: The verge
Sassy,
Went to bed early last night.  I was very tired after staying up late the previous night.  
My body is filled with anticipation, I can’t imagine what tomorrow morning will be like.  Every thought bending into desire.  I probably won’t be very productive at work.
I want to write more, but can’t put these images into words that do justice to the thoughts.
…and now, with her senses heightened to barely tolerable ecstacy his hands started to explore, brushing a nipple, at first ever so softly, she pressed toward him.  He responded with a pinch and moved his head lower….
brett
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Date: Thurs Sep 3, 2015 9:42 PM
From: Sassy
To: Brett
Subject: Re: The verge
Good evening Brett! 
How are you tonight?  
I feel like a little red-headed girl in a musical… ‘Tomorrow!  Tomorrow!”  Hee hee… a nice lunch with a nice man… great conversation, delicious food, some groping, some kissing?  Whee!
Any last minute questions before you can talk staring in my eyes? 
Sleep well!  See you… tomorrow!  
-S
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Date: Thurs Sep 3, 2015 9:54 PM
From: Brett
To: Sassy
RE: The verge
Good evening Sassy,
I am feelin just fine.  Even this afternoon at work my mind was in another place.  Of course I have lots of questions, but I think I’ll wait until tomorrow.
I haven’t been to PF Chang’s before so I don’t know what the seating is like.  But I’m really hoping for all of those activities.
Have you thought about how you’d like to meet?
brett  
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Date: Thurs, Sep 3, 2015 10:35 PM
From: Sassy
To: Brett
Subject: Re: The verge
Hiya Brett!  
I hope “another place” that your mind went is a happy place, filled with the sight of a buxom beauty! 
PF Chang’s has tables and banquets… let’s meet at the bar and hug and find the best table.  
Let’s say the CambridgeSide Galleria Mall is a shoebox 
with First Street on the left side and Land Blvd on the right.  
PF Chang’s is in the lower right corner, with an outside 
entrance, across from the Royal Sonesta Hotel.   
Here’s my little ascii map.  
            Big fountains
==================
! Sears             Food Court  !             Science Museum
!                                         ! Land Blvd
!                                         !
!Parking higher                   !
!                                          !
!  Parking under                  !
!                                         !
!                                         !
!Best      CPK    Cheesecake !
! Buy                  Parking     !
!                          under       !            Royal Sonesta
================PF Chang’s        Hotel
                                         X
==================
Lovely park across the way
Hope it’s easy to find!  If not, text or call me.  Tomorrow.  🙂 
 -S

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Thurs Sep 3, 2015 10:42 PM
From: Brett
To: Sassy
RE: The verge
See you at the bar then!  
I will double check directions one more time so I should be all set….that is if I can concentrate on my driving enough to make it there.

brett



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Anticipating Brett

September 2, 2015 Wednesday
Date: Wed Sep 2, 2015 1:51 PM 
From: Sassy
To: Brett
Subject: Re: The verge
Hiya Brett!  Hope this warm Wednesday finds you well.   
It was fun to talk.  The hour flew by.  So happy to hear you enjoyed it also.  
Only about 46 hours until we hug.  Looking forward to a fun Friday with you.
-S
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Date: Wed Sep 2, 2015 4:30 PM 
From: Brett
To: Sassy
RE: The verge
Sassy,
Ahh, I feel so young again…like a child anticipating an upcoming event for which I just can’t bear the wait.  
I think I’ve figured out the name thing…let’s see if you go along with it.  I will call you Sassy, but I will pronounce it with a bad heavy French accent (sass EEE), so it will sound somewhere between sexy.  Casual listeners on hearing will have hints of both but won’t be able to put an exact finger on it and it will remain our wonderful mystery….and you can stay in “our world” and lose yourself from the normal day to day.
…so he bent closer, and knowing her body even better than she knew herself, whispered softly in her ear…no language she knew, but the gentle voice of passion…and she understood.
brett
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Date: Wed Sep 2, 2015 10:58 PM
From: Sassy
To: Brett
Subject: Re: The verge
Hiya Brett,  
Hope you had a lovely evening.  
I’m just home from helping with a community project event.
Ah…anticipation.  Tough to wait but great to feel tantalized, and have the goal in reach.  37 hours now.
Thank you for taking my Sassy side in good way!  You are creative! 
You make me melt with your beautiful words!  My imagination takes off to a quiet place with you naked and spins out quite a tale of passion,  with a side of laughter and satisfaction! 
Friday…noon…soon…
Sweet sexy dreams!  Mwah!
-S
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First Call w/ Brett

September 1, 2015 Tuesday

Date: Tue Sep 1, 2015 9:47 AM
From: Sassy
To: Brett
Subject: Re: The call
I will call you at noon!  So excited!
Sent from Yahoo Mail on Android
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12 noon 
I went to a private office, shut the door and called the phone number Brett had given me.  We spent a wonderful hour talking, laughing, flirting.  He is very nice, very low key.  No red flags.  Yay!  We figured out that we could meet on Friday at PF Changs for lunch, since I have the day off.  Double yay!!  
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Date: Tue Sep 1, 2015 1:48pm
From: Brett 
To: Sassy
Re: The call
Sassy,
I just wanted you to know that I enjoyed talking to you today and I’m really looking forward to Friday.
brett


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Sharing the Fan

August 31, 2015 Monday

Date: Mon, Aug 31, 2015 12:02 AM 
From: Sassy
To: Brett
Subject: The Fan
The Fan
He couldn’t believe he was doing this.  His friend had talked
him into reading at Stone Soup Poets open mike.  One of the
stories.  It was for Valentine’s Day, and everyone was doing
it, but it still made him feel vulnerable and exposed.  He
read and paused, as appreciative sighs filled the room, and
knew it would be alright.  He noticed this woman, standing in
the back against the wall.  Staring right at him.  He felt like
he was reading to her, and that she felt it, too.  He finished,
and a crowd gathered around him to chat and congratulate and
fawn and cluck.  He searched the room for her, but she had gone.
He listened to the other artists awhile, but couldn’t get the
hazy image of the woman out of his mind.  Finally, he slipped
out the side door and started toward the train.  She spoke as
he passed, startling him.
       “Your story was…special.  It touched me.”  She almost
whispered into the night air.
       “Thank you,” he said, automatically.  Brilliant.  He tried
to make out her face in the dim light of the street lamp.
       “It made me…want to know you,” she sighed, almost as if
she hadn’t wanted to admit it. He was sure his mouth hung open at
that point.  He remembered himself in a few seconds, and decided to
be flip.
       “So, what did you want to know?”  He quipped, not really
expecting her to answer. She looked away, then surprised him.
       “What it would be like to inspire you.”  He gulped in air.
There didn’t seem to be enough air to fill his burning lungs.  He
realized that somehow, in the last minute, something had passed
between them.  It scared him, but drew him to her.
       “Can I walk you to the train?”  He asked her.  She seemed
to consider it carefully, then stepped forward and took his arm in
silent acceptance.  He felt her breast against his arm and wondered
if he could remember how to walk.  He managed.  He thought she would
ask him mundane questions, quiz him about his story or his life.  She
was silent, seemingly deep in thought, walking in step with him.
       He wanted to see her face, but she was beside him so he could
only take in her long hair, swinging around her, and how she seemed
just the right height to walk with him, and how her chest moved with
each step.  They passed a pottery shop and she paused briefly to
glance at the brightly colored bowls.  Suddenly, she yanked him into
the dark doorway, and pressed him against the stone of the building.
He felt the cold against his back, then the heat of her in front,
as she wiggled to fit her body to his.  Then she put her lips within
a hair of his, and stopped.  This seemed to be quite a distance for
her initiative to take her, but not quite there.
       He cursed the lack of light.  He couldn’t see her eyes.  But
it didn’t seem to matter, he was taking her invitation and sinking
his tongue into her mouth before he realized he’d decided to do it.
He felt as hard as the stone against his back, and knew she felt it
too by the breath she took when he raised his head momentarily.  She
worked her hand under his shirt, and put his hand on her breast.
They teased each other’s nipples, nipping at necks and ears and noses.
Smiling into each other’s mouths as their breathing raged out of
control.
       This was crazy.  He didn’t know this woman.  He knew
nothing except she liked his writing, that she had understood
the call in it.  And that she felt so right in his arms.  It
was nuts, but it made sense to him.  He’d find out the other
stuff later, if it became important.  He was startled back to
the present by her hand at his belt.  Oh, my god.
       She stopped for a moment, took a deep breath and
whispered in his ear.
       “I don’t…I mean, I haven’t…ever…without…” she
couldn’t seem to say it, but he knew she was trying to justify
this wildfire burning between two strangers in a dark doorway.
       “I know,” he murmured, hugging her even closer.  That
seemed to settle it.  She undid his belt, and slipped her hand
inside his clothes to touch him.  He thought he’d pass out.
She rubbed him just the right way for longer than he thought
he could endure.  He knew he should be touching her, but could
not summon the brain power beyond savoring her touch.  She
removed one hand to her pocket, he heard a rip, then she was
taking his sex from his pants, and covering it with latex,
and leading him to a ledge deeper in the doorway.  She stretched
out on the stone, and pulled him down over her, into her.  The
combination of the time and place and strangeness and the latex
set him off almost immediately.  He pounded her into the stone,
without thought of her soft body.  She met his every thrust,
moaning in his ear.  He felt the pulsing, the searing heat, and
filled the plastic, thinking of filling her.  She clenched him
deep inside.  His mind clung to every detail as he realized he
would desperately need to write about this later.
       They clung to one another forever.  Then sat close to
each other on the ledge as they righted their clothes.  There
seemed to be so much to say, and yet nowhere to start.  He
finally took her arm, and they continued toward the train. He
thought he should be panicking, but couldn’t get beyond the
amazing afterglow.  When they reached the platform, he expected
her to disappear like the dream she seemed to him.  She chewed
her lip.  He feasted on seeing her in the light.
       “I need to know more.”  She whispered, a pleading look
on her face.
       “Yes.” It was all he could say.  It seemed enough.
       “Take me home with you.”
       “Yes.”
       “Let me inspire you.”
       He moaned and rolled his eyes.  Then the train rumbled
into the station and they boarded locked arm in arm.
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Date: Mon, Aug 31, 2015 8:48 AM
From: Brett
To: Sassy
RE: The Fan
Sassy,
Do you ever imagine yourself in these situations?  I presume so…I may not be so bold as these…but I guess that’s the magic of fantasy.
brett

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Date: Mon, Aug 31, 2015 9:36 AM
From: Sassy
To: Brett
Re: The Fan
Good morning!   Hope your week is off to a grand start.  I’m at the doctor with my mom.  They think she has shingles.   Ugh.
I imagine myself, but I don’t see it happening in real life.  My Sassy side would want to, but the demure lady would keep me from doing it.

I have had some adventures outside but that’s a story for another day.
-S
Sent from Yahoo Mail on Android
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Date: Mon, Aug 31, 2015 1:00 PM
From: Brett
To: Sassy
RE: The Fan
People
Sassy,
The week is indeed off to a grand start.  I solved a work related mystery this morning that could have taken a long time to find, but I nailed it in about 1 hour.  Also, the program that I ran on Friday had very positive results.  So good so far, my machines are cooperating.
How is your Mom? I hope she doesn’t have shingles as I hear it can be painful.  That’s one that I will get a vaccine for.
Do you drink alcohol at all?  Some people do not and I am ok with either a yes or no answer.  I do not drink a lot, but might have a beer or glass of wine with my meal or after a round of golf.  
brett
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Date: Mon, Aug 31, 2015 4:48 PM
To: Sassy
From: Brett
Re: The Fan
Hiya Brett! 
Glad to hear you’re having work victories.  I didn’t get in until 11 am so I’ve been playing catch up all day.  I finally feel like I can stop for the day.  
Mom does have shingles and probably has for awhile.  She’s in a lot of pain.  She has a bad back, so she thought it was just more of the same.  I’m disappointed that her assisted living nurses didn’t find it earlier but I suppose that’s too much to expect? She had the vaccine but the doctor said it’s not perfect.  They gave her anti-viral meds and lidocaine patches, so she should start to feel better.  
Interesting that you ask about booze.  I can’t drink alcohol.  I can’t take cough syrup with it.  Or eat rum cake.  Sadly, it makes me barf.  So I am always the designated driver and a crusader for festive non-alcoholic drinks.  I’m glad you can enjoy it!  
Would it be possible to talk on the phone at some point? I find hearing a man’s voice and communicating in real time can be quite pleasant and add a lot of pieces to the puzzle. 
I am feeling very frisky… thinking about sitting you down in a big soft chair, sitting at your feet and working my magic on you.  
-S
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Date: Mon, Aug 31, 2015 11:08 PM
From: Brett
To: Sassy
Subject: The call
Hi Sassy,
Just got back from golf.  We all went out for sushi after the usual 19th hole get together.  
Sorry about your mom but at least knowing helps a little.  Hopefully they’ll be able to manage the pain without overdoing the meds.
That’s interesting about your reaction to alcohol.  Has it always been this way?  It’s fine with me, I don’t need it at all.
Indeed we can talk on the phone.  I certainly don’t want to converse from home and I think perhaps it’s better not to call from work.  I have a cell phone, and I really don’t like talking on it (much prefer texting) but if I use the bluetooth in the car, then using it is tolerable.  Talking to you would be a real treat for sure.  A good time might be around lunch.  I will finally get to hear what sultry sounds like.
Just to get the ball rolling, I will suggest 12:00 tomorrow (considering you are so frisky).  Let me know if thats a good time and it’s not a problem to change if it doesn’t work for you.  My cell number is [redacted]
…he knew she was ready, but he wanted to extend the pleasure….
brett