The sign says to take a chance [MF] [online romance]

The chat message came over just after lunch, a usual approach in this affair. Seated at his office chair, he didn’t have to hear the notification. There wasn’t any. The weeks long chat session of endless filth and fun kept him buzzing and alive. He knew when she would send. And vice versa.

This particular photo was of her in her vehicle. Her tits spilling out of her top, she passed along a message of how she snuck off to her car to spread her legs and rub one out to his earlier dick pic.

“Holy shit. Holy shit. Holy shit.”

There was something familiar in the background of this salacious photo. A local landmark. A sign from a popular restaurant. The two had never discussed much personal information when involved in this. It was a mutual agreement. The anonymity was a turn on and safety valve from letting too much push into normal everyday life. This was an outlet for sexual release, nothing more. He knew she worked in sales, that was about it. She knew he was an office drone.

Dropping off a Fantasy Pt. 2 [MF] [MILF]

*This is a continuation of the first* [*story*](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/9t66p6/dropping_off_a_fantasy_mf_milf/)*. Let me know what you think in the comments or DMS. Thanks for reading*.

Time moved on quickly after that phone call. Even though it and the photos harvested themselves in the back of my mind, I had suspected that brief interlude was the extent of this exhibitionist seduction game. She didn’t call or appear in the shop in the weeks afterward. It was hard to forget but at the same time it was necessary to move on. The odds of anything else coming out of that were astronomical, after all.

It was winter and a slow period for business. In fact, the city was crippled by 18 inches of snow on this particular day. My thoughts were centered on getting the plow over to plow the lot in a reasonable time frame to be ready for tomorrow’s business. I was closing early, hell everything else was already closed.

Just as I shut the lights and turned down the shades, lights from a vehicle appeared in the window. I had figured it was the plow guy showing up early, but the lights turned off and someone knocked on the door. I walked over and couldn’t quite make out the figure, but they were bundled up quite heavily. I opened the door and asked what the person wanted.

Dropping off a fantasy [MF] [MILF]

I was handed the SD card at around 2:30 p.m. and figured I had about an hour and a half of work left before my mind checked out for the day. The customer was probably in her mid 40s and came by every once in a while to hand in artwork or photos so my company could print T-shirts, posters or whatever she had planned for the current project she was involved with.

I had probably have dealt with this woman around a dozen times over the past year or so. While I had seen her in everything from casual business attire to workout clothing including yoga pants, she always looked the part of a confident woman who dripped of sexual energy. Our conversations were usually quite short and to the point, but she always managed a flirty smile and a witty comment or two.

On this particular day, I was the only one in the office and really had not anticipated much more business for the rest of day. I eased into my chair, popped the card in the computer and waited the brief second for the files to pop up on the screen. There were many more than usual and I kind of resigned myself that this was going to be more of an effort to sort through the work than I had expected. Oh well, it’s not like she’s the worst customer by a long shot.

Morning light

The rising sun poured through the blinds and onto the contours of her resting shape. Having risen to get a glass of water, he paused and admired the figure under the sheets. His memory of the last few hours wasn’t vivid in terms of details, but his body knew something pleasurable went down with this lost soul who like him was just searching for a moment of human connection in the familiar loneliness that was all too common in these times.

He finished the water and was attracted to the possibility of a little more peaceful rest with the body next to him. He snuck back into the sheets, not really wanting to disturb her sleep. He snuggled in and closed his eyes and listened to her breath. She must have heard him a bit because there was a brief moment where she stirred. Resting on his side, she inched her backside against him, perhaps as an invitation. The drowsy atmosphere of the room made no intention clear, but a physical reaction washed over him. His cock, covered in the evidence of last night’s tryst, twitched and rose to meet the warmth she was giving off.

Games we played [MF]

The sound emanating from the driveway next door was refreshing. I guess it has been six months since anyone had been in that place and it has been getting awfully lonely around here (in more ways than one).

As I sat on my deck chair and enjoyed the warm late spring evening air, the sound of THUD, THUD…SWISH was oddly hypnotizing. I guess it’s nice just to have one neighbor who isn’t afraid to do something outside even if it is practicing basketball at 9 at night.

Curiosity wasn’t really getting the best of me that night. I had a nice iced tea and just wanted to go inside and try to sleep even though it had been difficult as of late.

CLANG!!

A ball appeared in front of me on the back yard lawn below the deck. I got up from the chair and approached it having every intention of throwing it back over the fence to whatever kid was doing drills at this hour. It was a bit odd that nobody called out to chuck the ball back over, but maybe they thought this place was as lonely as I did.