I'm a little more than a week from going back to the town where Jana lives, and so wanted to make a definite arrangement to meet her. In our original exchange and in the subsequent set of messages, the only thing we had discussed doing was meeting for lunch. In our last exchange, related above, we did have a discussion about our teenage groping, but asI mentioned previously, I have absolutely no idea what, if anything will happen when we meet for lunch, or for that matter whether, having once again met her I will be interested in what I find.
This evening I texted her to discuss a date and time. After a bit of chat about the weather, etc, and having asked what day would work well for her, I asked her whether there was some place she would like to go for lunch. With the squared away, I observed, honestly, that meeting had the potential to be awkward since we really don't know each other at all.
She then asked why I wanted to meet her again. the conversation that ensued:
"Curiosity, I guess. And as I mentioned before you were indeed a couple of first for me, and at least in my case, those things never really leave you."
"So what are you curious about?
"I really don't know. I seem to enjoy reconnecting why my past."
"Reconnecting or reliving?"
"Depends. In all honesty, I do have this fantasy that I suppose amounts to reliving that part of my past."
"Does that mean that you're hoping to have sex with me?"
"Well, again to be honest, I don't know. You do know that it is just possible that each of us will find the other very unattractive. But I hope that's not the case. But what are you expecting?
"First you have to answer my question directly. Tell me what you want to have happen."
"If I'm direct you'll probably disconnect from this text."
"I won't. Tell me."
"OK. So yes, I would love to relive the past. I would like to run my hand up under your skirt to your pussy and then finger fuck you."
(There was a delay with no answer and I texted, "You still there or have I managed to offend you?")
"No, I'm not offended, I'm breathless."
"Jana, you asked. I hope when we get together for lunch, we both are excited by the idea. But being breathless doesn't mean you actually want to do it, I suppose."
"Well, we'll see. I'm not really sure how it will work out, but I can tell you this: when we get together I hope you try to feel me up and finger me again. That doesn't mean I'll let you. I don't know, but I can't imagine that I would not enjoy turning back the clock."
"I have to warn you, when I was 16 fingering you was more than I had hoped for. I have a little higher hopes these days."
"Does that mean you want more? Tell me what you want?
"You asked. I hope you'll suck my cock and let me come in your mouth. And then after a little recovery I hope you let me fuck you."
"We'll see, but I'd say your chances are pretty good."
There was more, but all in all, you get the picture. But again, I just have no idea whether she will be easy and fun or intolerable and depressing. So far she sounds tentatively sexy. I hope to will all be fun. We'll see.
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