Date: Wed, 26 Jan 2000 01:53:40 PST
From: Nicole Jamais <nicolecd69@hotmail.com>
Subject: Internet Affair

							11/29/1999
Internet Affair

	The ride up in the elevator seemed to take forever. It had been a long and
tiring day. I only had one thought on my mind. To get in the apartment, get
comfortable and settle down with a glass of wine. Fumbling with my apartment
key, I finally got the door unlocked and walked in. Closing the door behind
me, I set the two locks and the dead bolt. Turning, I placed my briefcase on
the floor in the foyer, I won't be needing it tonight, whatever is in it,
can wait until tomorrow. As I walk into the living room I strip down,
dropping my clothes on the floor as I go, stopping only to turn on the
stereo as I pass by.
	I head directly to the bath and turn on the taps and add the bubble bath.
When the temperature is right, I head to the kitchen to pour myself a glass
of wine. Just enough to enjoy while I soak in the tub. Returning to the bath
I light some candles to set the mood and I sink into the tub. Slowly sipping
the wine I let the water and bubbles sooth my aching body. Reclining with my
legs stretched out before me, I notice my toenails should be done again but
that can wait. I let the atmosphere soak into me, mellowing me. Almost
lulled asleep, I force myself awake and begin to shave my legs and I notice
how soft my skin feels. It must be that new cream. Reluctantly I get out of
the tub, pad myself dry and cover myself with moisturizing cream. While it
is soaking in, I do my hair and makeup. Putting on a light silky robe I go
to the kitchen, pour some more wine and move to the balcony window, to look
over the city.
I love the view at night. All the stars and city lights put me in a dream
mood. I look at the other buildings around me, wondering who is in there,
what they are doing and if any are like me. Alone and thoughtful. Sometimes,
I see other people standing at their windows gazing out over the city. What
are they thinking? What are they looking at? Who are they watching? I look.
Sometimes I see things I can't stop looking at. No one is in the apartment
across the way. I think I am a voyeur.
Turning, I go over to my computer and turn it on. Time to visit my friends
on the Internet. While the computer boots up, I go to my room to select some
clothes for the evening. I think I am in a black mood tonight. Opening the
dresser drawer, I remove the black seamed nylons, black thong and black lace
garter belt and bra set. From my closet, I retrieve my favorite shoes, black
pumps with 5 " heels and ankle straps. I call them my "COME FUCK ME" shoes.
I am feeling naughty tonight. Who would think this quiet person during the
day would transform at night into someone full of lust and desire.
Removing my robe, I admire myself in the mirror. I am glad I look after
myself, and it shows. I cup my breasts and my nipples are extended, they
ache a little bit. The body lotion I have applied has soaked in and my skin
is soft. I put on the garter and bra, then, stepping over to the dressing
table chair, I sit and roll up one stocking and slide it over my foot and
pull it up my leg making sure the seam is straight then I do the same for
the other leg. Standing up, I turn my back to the full-length mirror and as
I do up the stockings to the garter belt, I line up the seams again. I run
my hands up the nylons on my legs making sure they are pulled up and secure.
Next, I step into my thong and slide it up my body and into place. I love
the way it feels, the way it invades my body. I slip my feet into my heels
and raise one foot to do up the ankle strap and then the other. These shoes
make my legs look much longer.
I walk into the living room and sit before the computer on my special chair
and log on to the Internet and my friends. In a short time I will be
chatting away to people I can relate to. I go to my favorite site but there
is no one there yet that I recognize. Another site has pictures. Pictures of
everyday people doing things I wish I were doing. I wish I could feel, taste
and smell what they were experiencing. The pictures are getting to me; I am
showing signs of arousal. Back to my favorite site there are a number of
people there now that I know. We go through the formalities then get down to
why we are there.
A number of us have net cams and we can see each other as we talk. Jennifer
is on now and the two of us usually have great stories to tell. As we are
talking, I can see she has outdone herself tonight. She is sitting in front
of her computer with a white sheer peignoir on that she left unbuttoned.
Occasionally it opens, revealing her breasts and nipples; she is really
putting on a show. I compliment her on her outfit and she opens it up and
massages and squeezes her nipple for me until it is sticking out. She then
puts a finger in her mouth and then circles her nipple with it, and blows on
it. I can't believe how big it is. I find myself doing the same thing and I
forgot about the camera and she smiles at me knowingly. She tells me she has
a surprise for me later on, but first we have to play a little. Pushing her
chair back a bit, now I can see all of her and she runs her hands up and
down her body, all the while telling me about this person she met today and
how much they turned her on. Meanwhile her hands are travelling up her inner
thighs to the top and skimming over herself, teasing. I catch glimpses of
her virtually hairless body and she knows how I am reacting. I let my one
hand wander over me as I am watching her and now she is watching me as I
raise my hand to my breast, push aside my bra and play with the nipple.
Teasing it, making it swell and stiffen. I feel myself getting more aroused.
Looking back at the screen, Jennifer tells me she is ready to show me her
surprise. She motions to someone off camera and a person appears beside her,
but I don't see the face. Jennifer reaches over, unzips the person's jeans
and puts her hand inside, rubbing up and down, she grasps hold and pulls out
an erect penis. Pumping it with both hands, Jennifer turns and looks into
the camera and licks her lips, then turns back and bends her head forward. I
can see her kissing the head and her tongue flicks out every so often to
tease the tip, while her right hand pumps and her left hand is busy on
herself.
I am so aroused, I find the lifelike dildo I have stashed near the computer
and I do the same as Jennifer, trying to feel and taste what she is feeling
and tasting now. I imagine myself as her. I hold it with one hand while my
other is exploring my own body. I watch her, as I work on my own body, I
mimic her actions. She is no longer kissing the head, but wrapping her red
lips around it and sucking it in, making it go deeper into her mouth with
each stroke of her hand. Now it is going all the way in and just when it
seems he will explode, she pulls her head away. They change positions and
now she is sideways, bent over the chair and I can see him inserting himself
up her butt. Now I see her surprise. The other person is a woman dressed as
a man who is wearing a lifelike strap on dildo. First she is teasing her,
rubbing it up and down her crevice. Then she places the head at her opening
and slowly pushes, forcing the head in, then she withdraws, then pushes in
again. I wish I could hear Jennifer and what she is saying. I change my
position and place my dildo on the seat of the chair using its suction base
to hold it there. I know exactly where to place it. I lower myself down unto
it, then rise up slowly, teasing myself as I watch Jennifer and her friend.
Slowly, I lower myself again, all the way down this time and I feel myself
stretching inside and filling up. It feels delicious. I lean back in my
chair and place my legs over the arms of the chair, opening myself up to the
camera as I pleasure myself, while I watch Jennifer and her friend.  She is
all the way in, pumping faster and faster. Jennifer has her head turned
watching me and I can see the expression of lust on her face. Her friend has
both of her hands on Jennifer's hips and she pulls her onto the phallus.
Suddenly she withdraws and walks around to the front of Jennifer. She waves
it in her face and Jennifer opens her mouth waiting to receive it, as she
slaps it against her face, she takes hold of it and puts it into her mouth.
I too am at the point of being ready to cum myself.
Once Jennifer has cleaned her off with her mouth, she stands up and her
friend kneels before her and moving her pegnoire aside, she prepares to
please her. Sliding her hands up her legs, she moves her face towards her
and gently kisses Jennifer's thighs and thin patch of hair. I see her tongue
searching through Jennifer's' trimmed patch, licking and sucking. I can
almost smell Jennifer's' desire. I can't wait any longer. Moving my thong
aside, my fingers bury themselves in me and I begin to pump as I slide up
and down on the dildo that impales me. In no time, I am spurting all over my
hand as I see Jennifer release herself on her friend's face as she tries to
catch it with her tongue. I love my Internet Affair!

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