We met on Facebook. I messaged her first. She showed interested in the LGBT community, had questions. Posted on a burner account in an LGBT Facebook group I’m in, local to my county. I’m bi, I consider myself in the community obviously, I messaged her.
We hit it off. We talked a lot. This was in December, and she’d vent to me about holiday time stresses. We started doing little video calls at night, late at night. She’d be in the basement, and we’d talk and joke. We exchanged numbers. We started flirting.
It got more dirty. Pictures were exchanged. Fantasies were exchanged. Very dirty things were exchanged.
Yesterday I met her at the park in the afternoon. Her kids were in school, husband at work. She’s stay at home. We sat at one of the picnic tables, chatted. It was getting cold. We got into her car. We planned to go to a coffee shop, but her hands started wandering over me. I welcomed it. Guided them.