And so to recent times. After months of general 'how's life been?' messaging on Facebook I returned to the UK for the Christmas holiday 2010 and found myself with a couple of days free from my then wife. I had literally taken an advanced study in Rach's Facebook profile and photos, scrutinising them for hints of boobs, ass and legs. Out of character really and after a few beers I sent Rachel a message telling her that I was leaving the UK again in 2 days and would she like to meet me for lunch and a catch up? I left her my number. I heard nothing from her.
On the morning of my flight though I received a text message from her explaining that she'd not been checking her messages and that she would've loved to have met but I was about to leave the UK again for another 6 months. It was a mixture of annoyance and frustration as I'd secretly been hoping to buy her a few glasses of wine, steal at least a passionate snog from her, and maybe even have a quick feel of the curves which had been hidden from me for years. Is now the time to mention that Rach is 34E-28-34?
We had been in contact now for around 5 months exchanging messages and in April 2011 Rach told me all about her new iPhone4. Within a few days I was sold and I also decided to treat myself to the same phone. Suddenly our contact moved to a whole new level. I would lie in the bath sending her suggestive text messages from my old phone which would often take 10 minutes or so to be replied too, highly frustrating laying there with a mind full of dirty thoughts about her and a huge hard on. Now though immediate replies were being sent, chatting in real time and suddenly she felt a whole lot closer to me. Bathtime became the highlight of my day and an hour of quality time with her guaranteed.
Rachel became the first thought on my mind and the 4 hour time difference between us left me waiting most days at work for her messages! Usually I had been up 5 hours before the first contact of the day by which time i was getting soo excited and horny again to hear from her. We were now getting to know each other pretty well, we could chat about anything, everything and nothing all day and I realised that despite all my desires not to fall for her it was getting hard. No pun intended.
As our conversations got more and more flirtatious they gradually became more and more sexual. We were sending each other lots of pictures from our phones but I was still playing the gentleman card, I was desperate to see her body though both in and out of her underwear but I didn't want to just come out and ask in case I offended her. I needn't have worried. It all started off so very innocently at first and then became more and more exciting!
Rach sent to me one photo that showed her laid on her bed smiling coylyy with just a glimpse of an amazing cleavage! She was fully clothed but It was the picture that set everything else in motion. That was simply the cherry on my already so tasty cake and I decided to take a chance and dive in and share my dirty thoughts towards her. I must have cum three or four times that night just looking at that very picture before I plucked up the courage however to tell her...
Various intimate photographs continued to be exchanged, her gorgeous tits, sexy ass, hard nipples and slender soft thighs always covered by some seriously pretty underwear, found their way to my phone. It was at this point that I realised I'd never wanted a woman so much in my life and despite everything I intended to have her but I wasn't completely convinced that she felt the same way??? She saw lots of images of my hard dick and cum streaked chest as I attempted to show her just exactly how much I desired her. She loved the fact that I used to wank off over her at school, laughing and calling me a 'dirty perv' and here I was 20 years later cumming all over her once again. We clearly had a connection and we were both enjoying each others attention but how much further than that was she thinking? Her attitude towards sex surprised me, I was expecting her to be reserved and demure but she was open and relaxed on the subject, a very sticky evening followed when she casually dropped in to conversation how loud she was in the bedroom, groaning with pleasure. Not only is this a huge turn on but she was also very right, Rach has alerted neighbours and guests in hotel rooms everywhere of our antics as she cums all over me.
It was still several months before we finally built up the confidence to actually speak to each other on the phone. It was during that first life changing conversation that we arranged to meet, it would be Saturday, July 9, 2011.