Pushing it....

OMG

I am breaking every rule on Don't get caught tonight...

First I should never never ner log on to AM from home.

I did, and "Subway Boy" was on. I expanded with him my parkinglot fantasy..

I told him I am not at all sure I can go through with it. He smirked that he's sure I am ready.

He's young, dumb (in many ways) not hot, but the idea is...he's 6'ish probably a little heavier than the 195 he claims. His wife is HOT...dumbass.

Yeah he actually sent me a picture..then several...On the one hand that is exactly the same sort of shit that made me irritated at my hubby. On the other hand he isn;t my hubby. Part of me wants to turn him in, part of me likes the idea that thi 25 year old wants to fuck me when he has a hot, willing wife at home. sick really.

First he sent pic of her in sunglasses dressed outside. Then later he sent annonymous pic of his, er well member, between her breasts. Nice breasts. Dumbass.

him sending me a picure of her fulll length, laying down, shot kind of low, her face farther away from the camera her pussy up close and very personal....

We actually talked about what if I helped him seduce her into a threeway...in some ways he and she are like hubby and I...lots of fantasy talk...no one expects it to go through...

Anyway that wasn't the most dangerous of getting caught...that would be after we switched to IM, and then I said prove it, when he announced he was stroking himself...he turned on cam and was BAREASS NAKED in his living room it looks like..says his wife was in bedrooom watching of all things, DESPARATE HOUSEWIVES!

Not to be outdone...I kept expecting him to ask me to turn on my cam, but when I had announced early on in IM that "I don't cam" he apparently believed the lie.

Completely wantonly without even being asked I turned on mine but not before unbuttoning my blouse, and folding the cups of my bra under creating a push-up and together shelf bra sort of thing...I turned my cam on (to see how it looked I told myself) then adjusted it to see my expression, and found myself fixing my make-up...I knew where this was going.

Putting on a thick coat of bright read fuck-me lips put me over the edge of reason and I invited him to see my cam...

At LEAST I maintained enough dignity not to point my cam down to see the cause of the O face that he got to see in all its splendid glory...yes, a 44 year old housewife, tits hanfging out, skirt around her waiste, panties around an ankle frigging herself off.

There was an actual noticeable wet spot on the chair in the office downstairs...

It was nervewracking but exciting to listen for the creak of the 2nd from the top stair or stirrings from upstairs.

As I hinted, yes Ive cammed before...but I ALWAYS aim lower than my face if I show anything at all, I ALWAYS wait till hubby is either out of the house or fast asleep, and I ALWAYS creep into bed to avoid waking him....

This time he got a little benefit out of it...I came into bed, yanked off his pajama pants and shorts and went after him...I was even sort of honest about it...

"What got into you?'

"OH, I was just looking at something wickedlyu pornographic online."

And risky behavior number three I'm back downstairs writing this another huge no no from the home 'puter.

So, I also went back online to see if he was still on...he wasn't at first then he was..I mentioned hubby got the benefit the horniness he induced in me...he was glad for me, said tried to get wifey interested but no-go. I felt guilty sort of and had these sneak out of the house and blow him in the drivway fantasies that I wisely kept to myself.

I kind of have a date. Sort of. Dumbass gave me his cell phone number. He thinks he is very clever. If it's on at the subway, I'm to send a text saying, Hey Bob, (insert he time) tee time at the golf course. He thinks that if his wife looks she won't wonder about his covering explaination that it was a wrong number text. (He doesnt golf and his name isnt BOB)

He also doesnt think I will realize that would give him my cell number. Jim (my pimp now) says get a throw-away for those sort of things...I'd accidently bring it home or something. I think I should find a cell phone left out somewhere and borrow it. Or better shock him with my voice from a payphone..(DO they still have payphones...last time I needed one with a lost cell charger I couldnt find one...hmmm)