Can you imagine? You know who you are…..

Mimi and Michael had exchanged a few messages online – some texting, a few pictures, a few stories. It was pretty clear that they had much in common, and had a great connection. They were the same age, both married with kids, both had higher profile jobs, and both had long term dead bedrooms. They were frustrated, sometimes angry. They found in each other that burning fire they both craved. They each felt wanted, sexy, powerful, and it had been a LONG TIME since either felt that way. The learned quite a lot about each other very quickly and the chemistry was undeniable.

Michael had joked with Mimi that he would, pretty much any day, call out sick from work, drive the 3-4 hours to her area, meet her for like 30 minutes, then head back. Mimi brushed it off – after all, she was a beautiful woman and could have meaningless sexual encounters any day of the week. But the more she read his words, the more she thought about it. Maybe it would be fun. Maybe it would be a disaster. He has as much to lose as me, she thought, so I know he’d be discreet. Fuck it. I’m going to agree and see what happens. I’m worth it.

Part 4: True Story Of a Loney Dad and Soccer Mom (FINAL ENCOUNTER)

Part 3 is here: [https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/msup19/part_3_true_story_of_a_lonely_dad_and_soccer_mom/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/msup19/part_3_true_story_of_a_lonely_dad_and_soccer_mom/)

So for those of you who have read my other posts – THANK YOU – and since some of you reached out and wanted more, I’ll go ahead and share this one.

Keep in mind these happened years ago, are as true as I can recall, and yes, I’m using this forum as a way to help me cope with all the sexual energy I have pent up from a long term dead bedroom. It helps me a great deal knowing that others are enjoying what I share – so the thanks goes to you.

And for those of you who have kept up, you know that Kim and I have pretty well established that we’re both in desperate need to cut loose and have some fun. She leans towards the submissive side, getting turned on by being told what to do. I lean towards the dominate side, but affectionately so – I like telling her what to do, but make sure she gets as much pleasure as she wants, whenever she wants it.

So here we are – to the best of my memory.

Part 3: True Story of a Lonely Dad and Soccer Mom Gone Wild – The First Perfect Day

Part 3 – MINVAN

Part 2 is here: [https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/mspzhi/part_2_true_story_of_a_lonely_dad_and_soccer_mom/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/mspzhi/part_2_true_story_of_a_lonely_dad_and_soccer_mom/)

The next morning, we both went about your normal parenting things. Kids had to be fed, cleaned and dressed, then mine sent along their way on the bus. She drove hers to their school and they got dropped off, roughly at the same time I was heading into the office. I felt empty. Not guilty, not angry, not resentful. Just completely empty. I sat down at my desk and did my best to occupy my time, but each second felt like an hour. I wondered what she was doing. I wondered if she got caught. I wondered if she had any regrets. I didn’t know if she was alone or not, yet, so I couldn’t call or text her. It was excruciating.

Then the familiar ding and vibration of my phone on my desk, alerting me to a new message. It was her. “Hey, how are you?” It read.

“I’m okay, thanks, how about you? What’s going on today?”

“Just okay?” she replied? I wasn’t sure how to answer, what if that was HIM on HER phone? Fuck.

I hesitated, then another DING/BUZZZZ

Part 2: True Story of a Lonely Dad and Soccer Mom Gone Wild – The First Perfect Day

First part is here: [https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/msiziz/true_story_of_a_lonely_dad_and_soccer_mom_gone/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/msiziz/true_story_of_a_lonely_dad_and_soccer_mom_gone/)

While the kids sat motionless, half asleep on the floor and couches, Kim cooly stood up and announced to the room “Hey guys, we’re going to go see if we can fix that leak in the bathroom upstairs and started towards the stairwell.” I don’t know where it came from but a surge of ridiculous confidence filled me and I replied back “go ahead up and wait for me, I’m going to get these knuckleheads some snacks.” Yep, I decided, somehow, to make her wait.

Up she went, glaring at me with a confused look as I stayed put on the recliner in her living room. I listed for her footsteps overhead, the creak of the door open, then a brief pause for good measure. I got some snacks together for the kids, put some cold juice boxes on the coffee table and causally made my way up the stairs. I made sure to hit the creaky spots so that Kim knew exactly where I was. My heart was pounding, I already had a bit of sweat on my back, and I was so hard it was actually painful. Man, this was more fun than I’ve had in years.

True Story of a Lonely Dad and Soccer Mom Gone Wild – The First Perfect Day

I’ve been an active, hands on kind of dad since my kids were conceived. Two sets of twins, just over 1 year apart, tough pregnancies. Wife struggled before that but after the second birth, she changed. Asexual, depression, physical issues. That lead me to handling pretty much everything, which brought me in contact with a lot of the local moms. And this, dear friends, is the true story of an incredible day I spent with one of those moms, who I will call Kim.

Kim texted me at around 8 AM and asked if I wanted to meet around lunchtime at the park about midway between our houses (roughly 20 minutes away). Of course I agreed, showered up, got the kids ready, packed some snacks and lunches for my 4 and enough for her 2 (I included some fresh strawberries and Kiwi because I know Kim loves them).