Page 16 of Sideline Sins


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@daring_devil: It’s 9:30pm on a Sunday night…

Clearing my throat, embarrassed that I’m so bad at this, I type out my next message.

@watch_me_watch_you: Of course. Sorry. I’m not very good at this.

@daring_devil: What exactly is this?

My dick stirs to life, and I cast him an angry glare. Seriously? I’m trying to end this, not take it further.

@watch_me_watch_you: That’s my point. What exactly are we doing here?

@daring_devil: We’re having fun.

@watch_me_watch_you: I’m too old for you.

@daring_devil: Age is just a number.

@watch_me_watch_you: My life is pretty complicated right now.

There’s a pause before her next message comes through.

@daring_devil: As long as your complication doesn’t involve a wife and kids…

I hesitate before typing.

@watch_me_watch_you: I’m recently divorced.

@daring_devil: Her loss is my gain

@watch_me_watch_you: I have a sonHe’s 22.

@daring_devil: Not seeing a problem, unless you want him to join. Threesomes aren’t really my style.

My stomach churns at the thought of someone else touching her.

@watch_me_watch_you: I wasn’t suggesting that. I just want to give you a chance to run away.

@daring_devil: Do you want me to run away?

Is that what I want?

Before I can overthink it, my fingers start typing before my brain can catch up.

@watch_me_watch_you: No.

@daring_devil: Do you want me to get naked for you?

Fuck! My stirring cock is now fully erect, straining against my boxer shorts.

@watch_me_watch_you: That’s not why I messaged you.

@daring_devil: That’s not what I asked. So… do you want me to?

I swallow hard, my hand moving down to cup my aching dick.

Before I can reply, a picture message comes through. When I open it, my mouth goes dry. She’s cropped her face out to keep her anonymity, which I’m grateful for, but the angle of the photo with her legs spread wide gives me a perfect view of her glistening cunt and those gorgeous tits, the barbells like little beacons. I want to play with them between my teeth, tugging while she screams for me.

Her next message comes through as I’m imagining all the dirty things I’d like to do to her.