My Head is Spinning.
It had already been two days since we first met at the park.
We finally connected online while watching the Late Show, she was watching Letterman. I was tuned in to Leno.
She popped up in my messenger window, and my little ol' heart started racing.
"r u there?" she typed.
"Yes, I've been hoping you'd pop up Jen." I typed.
She's barely half my age, and I never learned how to text message, don't even have a cell phone.
She was very shocked when I told her I still use a land line phone.
"i'd love for you to come over for dinner tomorrow night. i'm a fairly good cook!" she typed.
"I'll have to check my schedule first." I said.
Immediately thinking to myself that I should be careful.
She was the best thing that had ever happened to me. I didn't want to take thing's for granted, she might not understand that I was just joking?
I had been walking on air for the past two days, and might not have known my own name had some one asked what it was.
"stop it, i know u can't wait 2 see me.. check your schedule lol" she typed.
I was lucky she had a sense of humor.
"I'd love to come over, can I bring something to go with dinner?" I asked.
"no, just you. i'm making spaghetti. you do like spaghetti don't you?" she typed.
"It's my very most favorite food in the whole world! Along with banana cream cake." I said.
I do like spaghetti, but the banana cream cake just popped into my head. It's from a Doris Day movie, where the leading man tells her character it's his favorite food in the world... after she tells him it's her specialty.
He really hates banana cream cake.
"i'm gonna rent a dvd for us to watch. it'll be fun. I can't wait!" she typed.
"I can't wait either Jen. I've been thinking about you so much the past two days." I said.
"me too. i can't stop thinking about the way u made me feel. how u are making me feel right now, just thinking about it." she typed.
We chatted for a few more minutes, sending little x's and o's back and forth, and saying sweet things to each other.
"it's getting late and i need a shower. do u mind if we say goodnight... lover?" she typed.
"Not at all, but I'll be thinking about you in the shower now!" I said.
"mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, enjoy it lover!" she typed.
"c u tomorrow... bye." she typed.
Sending me one of those emoticons like a pair of lips, a kiss.
"Bye, thanks for the invitation, see you then."
Sending her a kiss in return.
Her little window closed, and I sat there for about two minutes just thinking about what was happening.
I was numb.
My head was spinning.
All I could think about was her getting into the shower.
A little sunburned from laying in the sun on her patio.
Her long straight hair, anything but perfectly straight, after running errands all afternoon.
She probably let the water heat up a little while looking at herself in the mirror, checking her backside.
Wondering if she could tell she had put on two whole pounds last week... you know how women are.
She'd slip in through the opening of her Elmo shower curtain without any water escaping.
Inside the steam was accumulating already as she wet herself down and grabbed the soap.
I imagined her rubbing her soapy hands all over her body, on her shoulder's, her gorgeous neck. her tit's... she has beautiful soft skin.
She slid her hands down and made little circles around her ass cheeks, and into her oh so wonderful crack, making sure it was clean at first.
Then it started feeling good.
She was smiling really big and her heart was starting to beat like a drum.
Surely she was thinking about me?
Her heart was racing, and she was making soft little sounds. Ever so gradually her shecock was beginning to grow.
She has a wonderful cock, and it was fully erect and hard now.
She was smiling and whimpering, hard, hot wet and soapy!
Using both of her beautiful feminine hands, she "washed" herself real good.
Long slow sliding motion's, up and down her shaft... you know how good that feels right?
After a few minutes she shot a three foot stream, twice... into the shower.
Then she rinsed down and turned the water off.
Oh God! I wish I had been there!
Jen's a T-Girl, a young gurl that knows she's a woman... no matter what her gender, or sex.
That is to say she has a penis, but on her it's a female sex organ. That's just how I see things, please don't tell me I'm wrong.
I can't say that I know how she feels. I just know that T-Girl's drive me wild. I've never felt that way before, nothing ever even came close.
She dried herself off and wrapped her hair up in the towel the way all women do.
Yeah, she hangs her stocking's over the shower curtain rod too.
She poured a glass of juice and started making a list.
Spaghetti
Sauce
Parmesan Cheese
DVD
Tomorrow was gonna be fun, she thought... as she put her pretty little self to bed.
Now I can imagine her sleeping... My Head is Spinning.
Get ready for Part 3... It's Hot! (Sorry Paris!)
It had already been two days since we first met at the park.
We finally connected online while watching the Late Show, she was watching Letterman. I was tuned in to Leno.
She popped up in my messenger window, and my little ol' heart started racing.
"r u there?" she typed.
"Yes, I've been hoping you'd pop up Jen." I typed.
She's barely half my age, and I never learned how to text message, don't even have a cell phone.
She was very shocked when I told her I still use a land line phone.
"i'd love for you to come over for dinner tomorrow night. i'm a fairly good cook!" she typed.
"I'll have to check my schedule first." I said.
Immediately thinking to myself that I should be careful.
She was the best thing that had ever happened to me. I didn't want to take thing's for granted, she might not understand that I was just joking?
I had been walking on air for the past two days, and might not have known my own name had some one asked what it was.
"stop it, i know u can't wait 2 see me.. check your schedule lol" she typed.
I was lucky she had a sense of humor.
"I'd love to come over, can I bring something to go with dinner?" I asked.
"no, just you. i'm making spaghetti. you do like spaghetti don't you?" she typed.
"It's my very most favorite food in the whole world! Along with banana cream cake." I said.
I do like spaghetti, but the banana cream cake just popped into my head. It's from a Doris Day movie, where the leading man tells her character it's his favorite food in the world... after she tells him it's her specialty.
He really hates banana cream cake.
"i'm gonna rent a dvd for us to watch. it'll be fun. I can't wait!" she typed.
"I can't wait either Jen. I've been thinking about you so much the past two days." I said.
"me too. i can't stop thinking about the way u made me feel. how u are making me feel right now, just thinking about it." she typed.
We chatted for a few more minutes, sending little x's and o's back and forth, and saying sweet things to each other.
"it's getting late and i need a shower. do u mind if we say goodnight... lover?" she typed.
"Not at all, but I'll be thinking about you in the shower now!" I said.
"mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, enjoy it lover!" she typed.
"c u tomorrow... bye." she typed.
Sending me one of those emoticons like a pair of lips, a kiss.
"Bye, thanks for the invitation, see you then."
Sending her a kiss in return.
Her little window closed, and I sat there for about two minutes just thinking about what was happening.
I was numb.
My head was spinning.
All I could think about was her getting into the shower.
A little sunburned from laying in the sun on her patio.
Her long straight hair, anything but perfectly straight, after running errands all afternoon.
She probably let the water heat up a little while looking at herself in the mirror, checking her backside.
Wondering if she could tell she had put on two whole pounds last week... you know how women are.
She'd slip in through the opening of her Elmo shower curtain without any water escaping.
Inside the steam was accumulating already as she wet herself down and grabbed the soap.
I imagined her rubbing her soapy hands all over her body, on her shoulder's, her gorgeous neck. her tit's... she has beautiful soft skin.
She slid her hands down and made little circles around her ass cheeks, and into her oh so wonderful crack, making sure it was clean at first.
Then it started feeling good.
She was smiling really big and her heart was starting to beat like a drum.
Surely she was thinking about me?
Her heart was racing, and she was making soft little sounds. Ever so gradually her shecock was beginning to grow.
She has a wonderful cock, and it was fully erect and hard now.
She was smiling and whimpering, hard, hot wet and soapy!
Using both of her beautiful feminine hands, she "washed" herself real good.
Long slow sliding motion's, up and down her shaft... you know how good that feels right?
After a few minutes she shot a three foot stream, twice... into the shower.
Then she rinsed down and turned the water off.
Oh God! I wish I had been there!
Jen's a T-Girl, a young gurl that knows she's a woman... no matter what her gender, or sex.
That is to say she has a penis, but on her it's a female sex organ. That's just how I see things, please don't tell me I'm wrong.
I can't say that I know how she feels. I just know that T-Girl's drive me wild. I've never felt that way before, nothing ever even came close.
She dried herself off and wrapped her hair up in the towel the way all women do.
Yeah, she hangs her stocking's over the shower curtain rod too.
She poured a glass of juice and started making a list.
Spaghetti
Sauce
Parmesan Cheese
DVD
Tomorrow was gonna be fun, she thought... as she put her pretty little self to bed.
Now I can imagine her sleeping... My Head is Spinning.
Get ready for Part 3... It's Hot! (Sorry Paris!)
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