Well, after I sent him the pictures, I really had to go to bed. The dreams that I had were so vivid, I could almost FEEL his hands on me. When I woke up, I then realized that the hands that I felt were my own.
That next morning, I got out of bed feeling unrested, but alas, work calls. I got in the shower and tried to put Bobby out of my mind. I had to fight the urge to check my email like a recovering alcoholic fights the draw of his next drink. I still couldn't believe that I had done something so foolish and reckless. What must he think? Do I seem desperate? Does he look at me with my small chest and feel pity, or does he look at me and think about what could have been?
Well, I made it into work and checked my email. All that I had were spams and forwarded jokes. Nothing from my old crush. I was pretty devastated, as I wanted to know what he thinks, I had to know if the pictures of me inspired the same lust filled dreams of me that I had of him. This went on for a week. Every time I would be hopeful, I would check, and no Bobby.
About a week and a half later, he responded. I saw his name as the sender, and I couldn't check my email, as I had to train someone on a new software suite that we were incorporating into our business. This was torture. I had to know. I looked for ways to get back to my computer for some alone time. I finally had it during my lunch. Although I was supposed to go out with my colleagues, I feigned a headache just to read the words that he wrote to me.
He told me that he was impressed with what I sent him, and admired my courage for doing it. He also said how he always wondered what I looked like under my clothes and how he would have loved to have been able to experience what I felt like. I was feeling dizzy! I almost felt an orgasm come over me, and realized that my dress was up dangerously high, and I was subconsciously bringing myself to the brink of climax. Oh god, I hoped no one saw me, or COULD see me!
He then informed me that he would love to get to know me as the person I have became, who seems confident in who I am. He also told me about how he was married now to Tracy Wells, and has a daughter by her. As much as I hated her in school, I despised her now for what she had, and I did not. She had Bobby, who his mere name could make my knees weak, and whose words written could bring an excitement to my heart, and a warmth to other places.
We did wind up catching up over a few months of emails, and every once in a while, I would send him a picture of me in various stages of undress. I did this to tease him, but more so for myself. I liked knowing that his eyes were feasting on my naked skin. I wanted him to want more; I wanted him to want me!
Then, it happened. He informed me that he was going to be in Virginia Beach for 2 weeks with his family, and he spoke to his wife about inviting me and a friend out to the house that they rented for the 2 weeks. Th idea was planted, and I HAD to see him! Even though his wife was there, I knew that he would see more of me in person. the idea of me doing this had me worked up in a frenzy! I begged my best friend to go with me, and although she had a husband a kids, she finally convinced her husband to allow her this vacation, but that I owed her and him. She told me that she would not tell me WHAT I would owe her, but I didn't really care! I emailed him back, and told him that I would go, and I couldn't wait to see him.
He said ominously that he couldn't wait to see me either, but he would be seeing me.
To be continued :)
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