September 11, 2016 Sunday
From: Sassy
To: Usual Man
Sent: Sunday, September 11, 2016 5:42 AM
Re: Speechless
Good morning! Awake and thinking of you.
Hope today goes smoothly!
Sent from Yahoo Mail on Android
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From: Usual Man
To: Sassy
Sent: Sunday, September 11, 2016 8:40 AM
Re: Speechless
Good morning sexy,
I’m just waiting for the train home.
I hope you’re sleeping late or doing something enjoyable! XXOO
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From: Sassy
To: Usual Man
Sent: Sunday, September 11, 2016 1:38 PM
Re: Speechless
Hiya hot stuff!
Hope you made it home easily.
So I’m off to a slow start, just heading out for dim sum. Mwah!
Two links for you tied to this date:
1) I’m rarely serious but I stayed up too late reading a Politico article about what happened on Air Force One on 9/11/01 – Sort of like a mini- West Wing episode of where the President was and how the staff around him dealt. Lots of new info.
‘We’re the Only Plane in the Sky’
Where was the president in the eight hours after the Sept. 11 attacks? The strange, harrowing journey of Air Force One…
2) Did you hear the Air Force song for today? A beautiful Celtic Aire tune. It is a great song called “There Are No Words,” with photos of the three memorials I’ve never seen.
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From: Sassy
To: Usual Man
Sent: Sunday, September 11, 2016 3:30 PM
Subject: Beautiful day
Hiya! Hope you get to be outside a bit today. It’s so beautiful!
I am full of Chinese food and headed out to meetings. I help run a community project. Whee! More on that later.
I promised to send another story. In doing so, you’ll learn about one of my weaknesses but also how I coped with it one stormy day so I always have something good to think about when the thunder rolls.
Hugs with gropin and a long, deep kiss.
-S
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From: Sassy
To: Usual Man
Sent: Sunday, September 11, 2016 3:31 PM
Subject: The storm
The Storm
He made it inside just as the first thunder clap sounded. BANG! It started to pour as he walked past the living room windows. Wow. That was close. He loved thunderstorms! He was very tempted to stand outside to watch the storm. Maybe even dance in the downpour. But there was something more important he had to do.
He knew where to find her. He shed his clothes as he made his way to the bedroom and sure enough, there was this lump the size of a person under the blanket. He rubbed where he thought a leg might be, and a slight whimper filtered out through the covers. There was a crash of lightning and another big boom, and she shrieked.
“It’s okay. You’re okay. I’m here,” he said calmly, trying to be soothing. He crawled into the bed next to her. She clung to him and wrapped herself around him, burying her head in his chest, trembling. He couldn’t believe she was still such a wuss about thunderstorms. She was so brave about almost everything else.
But he knew how to distract her. He put his hands on her back and rubbed gently. He explored up and then down, surprised that she was naked. He pressed her ass so that she fit tightly against him. She moaned sweetly when she felt him hard against the top of her leg. She shifted her head up and grabbed his head with her hands, kissing him frantically. He slowed her down a bit, pressing his tongue into her mouth at a leisurely pace and making more soothing noises.
“We have plenty of time…” he pointed out, squeezing her breast and teasing the nipple.
“Fuck me,” she whispered fiercely. It sent a shock wave through him. He loved it when she talked dirty to him. Everyone else saw her as an ultra-polite, demure lady. Only he knew about the wild girl inside. She was turning the intense fear into another emotion, putting it to good use. Smart girl.
“Yes, ma’am…” he chuckled. He hugged her, pondering which position would be best.
“Fuck me now,” she urged him. She wasn’t going to let him go slow today. She flattened him onto the bed, straddled him and pressed him close, shifting her hips to rub him against her. He could feel her dripping already. It made him a little crazy. He shifted slightly and she took him inside her and began to move. Up and down she went. He put a hand on her hip and one on her breast, twisting, teasing…
He knew her inside and out, as much as any person can know another. But it never stopped surprising him how tight and hot she was, how he fit inside her like a sculptor had made him to be there and made her to make him feel so incredible every single time. When he first touched her as a green boy, he realized that she was different. He had felt an emotional connection for ages, but when they finally kissed, he felt a physical connection to her that he never felt again in his life. Special, comfortable, exciting… and at times, inflammatory. Chemistry. That had never changed. He thought he would get tired of her, stop thinking about her, stop wanting her… but it never happened. Sometimes it drove him crazy, when he couldn’t get to her. When he could and he couldn’t get inside her fast enough. But it was the best kind of crazy… it made him feel alive. Kept him young. Made them both happier than anything or anyone else. And the most amazing thing was that she felt the same way. He marveled over that every day.
She stopped moving… sensing that his mind had drifted. He snapped back to her body and what she was doing, putting a finger at the top of her slit and flicking her most sensitive spot. She sighed in pleasure and started moving again, rising up, arching her back and driving down on him again, shoving him so deep inside…. and then out again. Her tits looked amazing when she did that! It was the sweetest form of torture… so hot, so wet, so…. hmmmm.. he could not think when she was like this. He could feel… oh, man could he feel! Every nerve in his body was on fire. And he craved the heat. She kept turning up the temperature… taking him closer and closer… and then stopping. She was panting. She leaned over and kissed him again, sucking his tongue, twisting her hips… damn. He felt the magic start. He wasn’t going to last long if she kept this up… it was as if every muscle inside her was trying to squeeze him, milk him… whoa, baby. What a woman…he thought she was going to make him peak. But when he thought he couldn’t take it another moment, she stopped, flipping over onto her back on the bed.
She lay there breathing loudly. He tried to figure out what she was up to. She turned to him and kissed him, wrapping herself around him on her side. She stroked him, then put her hand lower, caressing his balls, pressing the spots she knew would send him soaring. His breath grew ragged.. what would she do next?
She pressed a finger inside his ass. Oh, wow… she was really trying to push all his buttons this time! His hips rocketed off the bed. She pumped in and out, whispering in his ear. “You like it when I fuck you, don’t you, fella? Like it when I give your ass the love, eh?” she said, making a little sucking sound. He moaned. She knew just what to do. She moved down his body, putting her mouth where her hand had been, licking his cock and sucking it deep into her mouth, then kissing his balls and sucking them and finally sticking her tongue in his ass! He moaned and trembled. She could be such a vixen!
That was it. He rolled over, pulled her legs up to his shoulders, and dove back inside her, pumping, deep, long strokes while she moaned and then screamed, her head thrashing from side to side. He watched her shake, felt her hips crashing up against him. She opened her eyes and the look… the look nearly made him explode. So many words popped into his head… lust, passion, fire… love. No one loved him like she did. Her mind, her body… it all went together to make him know… mmmm….
There was another big thunderclap and she jumped. He went wild on her, his hips thrusting in and out, hearing the slap of his balls on her skin and her moans… he let go, let his body take over, let the pulsing inside her trigger the flow…. he filled her, shooting over and over inside her, grunting and moaning and… exploding. He collapsed beside her, feeling his heart beat, listening to her breathing… smiling. He did love thunderstorms! And her…
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From: Sassy
To: Usual Man
Sent: Sunday, September 11, 2016 6:14 PM
Re: Beautiful day
Hi sexy,
I did get outside for a while. It was really nice out.
I read your sexy storm piece and it sent my heart racing! I’m sorry you have a problem with thunder & lightning! You have a great way of dealing with it though! I love how you combined fear and lust into the story! Not that I’m a critic!
I don’t know what your schedule is like but I’d love to meet you for coffee, a drink or lunch wherever you’d like whenever is convenient. I hope you think that’s ok. Hugs, kisses and softly licking and sucking your neck!
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From: Usual Man
To: Sassy
Sent: Sunday, September 11, 2016 6:44 PM
Re: Speechless
I can’t wait to get back to a regular keyboard! Typing on this phone is tedious!
I remember speaking to a lot of friends & family after 9/11 and listening to the crazy stories. There were a million. It seemed that a day came and nobody wanted to talk about it anymore. Even now 15 years later there’s no story telling anymore!
You stories are amazing! Thank you. Send me the link to the tune again. I can’t get the first one to work.
I’m really looking forward to getting to meet you! I hope you’re comfortable enough with me by now! Long, slow wet kiss with lots of tongue Xx
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From: Sassy
To: Usual Man
Sent: Sunday, September 11, 2016 8:58 PM
Re: Speechless
Hiya!
I’ve been trying to be patient, not to write too much or ask much… don’t want you to have to deal with your phone! Thank you for keeping in touch even if typing is tricky!
Hope you get to hear the Air Force tune…
[youtube=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WZ4vvRIWNxk&w=320&h=266]
It’s a lovely tune and the photos of the memorial sites and their interactions with them were moving. I kept it together until the woman put her hand on the name on the wall… that is the key to today for me… remembering the people, each one a story, a loss of so much potential. *sigh I will keep telling the stories.
Let’s meet! I need to check my office calendar tomorrow. Please tell me when would be safest for you and I can hope to be open then? Could lunch or late afternoon work? I want to make it when you are least likely to raise any suspicion with work or home.
I am so excited to see you smile, hear you laugh, touch your arm…
-S
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From: Usual Man
To: Sassy
Sent: Sunday, September 11, 2016 9:01 PM
Subject: “There Are No Words – Celtic Aire – The USAF Band”
That tune’s beautiful! I had no idea that the Air Force had a group like that! A friend of mine is a singer! I’m going to send it to her! Thank you for sending this!
How was your day, sexy?!
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From: Usual Man
To: Sassy
Sent: Sunday, September 11, 2016 9:18 PM
Re: Speechless
Hey sexy,
Tomorrow works best for me this week! I can get away anytime! I’m on call Tuesday & Wednesday so I need to be in the office. Anytime Friday works as well! Breakfast, lunch or dinner can work! My heart is beating more quickly at the thought! XXOO
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From: Sassy
To: Usual Man
Sent: Sunday, September 11, 2016 10:20 PM
Re: Speechless
Hiya hot stuff,
Tomorrow? Wow… Sure!
Here’s my theory… feel free to chime in with other ideas. Let’s meet at the CambridgeSide Galleria Mall at 11:30 am for a hug and a chat. There’s easy garage parking underground or up above. There’s a Starbucks at the end of mall furthest from the Science Museum, on the Best Buy end next door to the Cheesecake Factory on the first floor of the mall. Is that an okay place for you?
Is it okay if I hug you when we first meet, like an old friend?
If you like, we could have lunch at PF Chang’s or the Cheesecake Factory right there.
If we get along maybe I can walk you to your car or something and um… hug you again?
-S
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From: Usual Man
To: Sassy
Sent: Sunday, September 11, 2016 10:36 PM
Re: Speechless
Tomorrow works for me. PF Chang’s is good with me! I’d love to hug you!
I’ll be the big bald guy at Starbucks at 11:30!
And I’d love you to walk me anywhere and hug me or do whatever comes to mind!XXOOOOO
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From: Sassy
To: Usual Man
Sent: Sunday, September 11, 2016 10:48 PM
Re: Speechless
Okay then! We’re on! Wow! Only about 12 hours and I get a hug!
I am so excited and a little terrified. Hope you aren’t too nervous.
-S
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From: Usual Man
To: Sassy
Sent: Sunday, September 11, 2016 11:07 PM
Re: Speechless
I’m more excited than nervous! I can’t wait!
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