The Art of Seduction

When they exchanged home addresses last month on-line, Lyndsey was quick to jot it down and hold it dearly with her other secret findings. She had always wanted to be able to surprise Mike. Though he was married, she felt adoration for him beyond any other. She was fond of his fathering to his small children, fond of his obligation to his family and yet she wanted to give him the very thing he was missing, without really impacting his relationship too much.

Theirs was a unique friendship. She was well guarded upon initial meeting online because she had been around the cyber block, knew what men were after. Mike was a little different. He respected her and listened attentively to her scattered thoughts. He was a vivacious flirt as well. Despite her own self image issues, he certainly made her feel sexy.

Today was the day to set into motion. She knew Mike’s wife had planned on taking the kids to her mother’s out of town. He had been telling her about it for the past two months, how he was looking forward to a break. He was not going because his work was a little bit too demanding. His wife was livid at his excuse, and honestly that is all it was, but none the less, it was prime time for Lyndsey to do what she always wanted.

She had her messenger up and running and was packing a small bag to take along. Mike popped on just before 9 A.M.

“Hey,” he typed with an animated smiley face.

“Hi there,” she responded with a smiley face and a heart.

“How are you doing today?”

“Fine and you?”

“Okay. My wife left for her mother’s.”

“Yeah, I thought so.”

She was smiling with excitement. She was already in his home town. She arrived the night before. She already found his house as she searched for it with the aid of Tom Tom last night. She was now preparing to get him out of the house until later this evening.

“So Mike, Care to do me a favor?”

“Sure what’s that?”

“I want you to run to the store after you are finished with your work and get a few things to make.”

“?”

“I sort of wanted you to log onto your computer tonight and make me a dinner so we can eat it virtually, you would be eating my bites as well but letting me see it and I will tell you when to take another bite.”

“That is a weird request but okay. What do I need to buy?”

Lyndsey gave him a lengthy list of food items which would lead him to believe the dinner plan would be roasted rosemary chicken breast with fresh garlic mashed potatoes. Angel food cake topped with Strawberries and whipped cream for dessert.

“Okay, LOL, Got it,” he wrote after jotting it all down.

“Now what time you going to go get them,” she inquired.

“In an hour.”

“Perfect,” she said as she took her clothes off.

“I am going to shower,” she wrote.

“Can I watch,” he wrote with a smiley face.

“Cute,” she said.

“See you soon,” he responded.

She logged off and searched for her shopping bag. Frederick’s of Hollywood had some racy lingerie. She purchased a red laced teddy with demi cups that pushed her breasts up. It had a pair of crotch-less panties and a see through skirt. She purchased red thigh high stockings and red high heel shoes. The stockings fastened into the garter belt. She had never purchased anything like it, not even for her ex husband. Once she figured out how to put all of it on, she looked at herself in the mirror. She admitted, red was a lovely color on her pale flesh. She spritzed herself with a gentle musk and put on her rain coat.

She drove up to his house and parked a few houses down. She planned on waiting for him to get into his car. She hoped he didn’t lock the doors but had a feeling he did. She had planned on going through the back window. The other night she actually got out of her car and walked around his house to find ways to sneak in.

“Here he comes,” she said to herself. Her heart leapt to her throat as she saw him get into his car. She hadn’t been this excited or nervous since she was in high school.

He slowly backed his car out and drove right by her. She didn’t even have to duck, he was oblivious. Once his car was out of sight, she grabbed her bag of supplies and jumped out of her car. A diffuse bark from a neighborhood dog was sounded off in the distance. The sky began to get a pink haze as the sun was preparing to settle in for the night and nary a neighbor in sight.

Lyndsey didn’t even try the front door. She ran to the back and lifted the screen on the window beside the patio. There was a small resin table below the window that she climbed onto and one leg at a time, she crawled through his window.

She had, the moment she stuck a leg in, thought of a dog. She assumed it would bark, bite her leg off, or just sit there. None of the above happened. She climbed into a very quiet and empty house.

“Not bad,” she said as she looked around, cautiously walking. She walked through a living room cozily decorated with nice warm colors, found a stair way and assumed the bed room was up there. She was right, once she found his room, she began to prepare.

Mike was clueless as to why she wanted him to make dinner and virtually feed her. She always had strange yet fun ideas. He had forgotten it was Friday and traffic was out of control as well as the stores being packed. He grew aggravated as he weaved his way through clusters of people in every isle. He felt himself become a little cranky.

Of course at the check out he was behind a wrinkly old lady that had a coupon for every item she purchased. The cashier not only manually entered them into the register, but checked the expiration date. Mike rolled his eyes and drummed his finger on the conveyor belt.

“Finally,” he said as he was next in line.

His drive home was more relaxing. He wondered what he and Lyndsey would be talking about this evening, wondered if she would ever show all of herself to him. He knew she was self conscious, most women are, but he wanted her to know that even imperfections make a person more perfect.

He pulled his car into the drive way and grabbed the bags from the back.

He unlocked his front door and was greeted with a Polaroid camera that was face down. Confused, Mike bent over and picked it up. It was a picture of a red teddy sprawled out on something blue; it looked like his bed spread.

“What the…” He noticed another one a few foot steps away.

He picked it up and saw legs with red panty hose that were thigh high.

Mike felt as though he stepped into the Twilight Zone.

A few more feet away there was another, and another. He took his time picking them up and looking at them. The next two were of a torso in a red teddy, and breasts. He could make out large nipples through the lace fabric. This was not the body of his wife. It did look familiar to him, his mind hadn’t wandered there yet because it was not possible, or was it?

The next photo was a breast exposed. Mike felt his heart race as he saw the familiar pale flesh giving way to a large pink areola.

“No way,” he muttered to himself as he retrieved the next picture.

It was a view of her panties, they missed a crotch. He saw soft lips peering through a meshed red fabric with a slit.

Each step of the way, around the corner and up the stairs, there were pictures strewn about. Mike viewed each of them, his pants growing tighter. Lips, pussy, tits, ass all spread out in an array of nearly endless pictures.

As he approached the doorway to his bedroom he saw an amber light flickering on the wall. He could smell musk type cologne and his suspicions grew stronger. He was willing to place a bet on his own life, he knew who was behind this and was shocked and befuddled that she would actually carry it through. They only talked of such things, in a what if sort of discussion. Nervously, Mike walked to the bedroom door and a smile spread on his face as the amber light cast settled on his face.

“Hi,” she said with a smile. Lyndsey felt like she had been there for hours, waiting for this moment, propped on her side with her arm supporting her head.

Mike’s expression was like that of a credit card commercial which ends with the saying, ‘priceless.’

“How are you,” she said as she sat up and placed her arms in her lap, forcing her cleavage to touch in the center.

Mike’s mouth was open, eyes wide ajar; he looked like he had walked into a surprise party. This was, sort of.

“My God,” he said as he walked a few steps into his room. He felt a bit awkward. “How did you manage this,” he couldn’t hide his smile, or other things.

Lyndsey looked down and saw his pants reveal a mound. She grinned with satisfaction and noticed he had the pictures clutched in his left hand.

“Well I wanted to surprise you and what better way? So I went to Frederick’s and bought this teddy and well, here I am,” she smiled as she watched his eyes scan her.

“Here you are,” he said. His heart was beating a mile a minute.

“C’mere,” Lyndsey said as she stood up and held her arms out to him. This was their first time meeting face-to-face and she was very nervous. Since she took the lead, she was not about to show how nervous she was.

Mike walked over to her; his heart beat deafened him as he approached. Lyndsey held her arms out and when he got close enough, placed her hands on his shoulders. He was almost a foot taller than she. Her eyes stared up into his. His face was very serious with a slight crease between his dark brows. Her right hand reached up and touched the smooth top of his head to see if it was as soft as it always looked. It felt like waxed skin sort of as she moved her hand from the top of his head to the back. His face was still quite intense. Lyndsey then reached around his mouth and gently brushed the back of her hand against his goatee. Her hand then brought his face to hers, their lips finally touched.

It was a small peck at first, followed by several other small pecks before Mike wrapped his arms around her and brought her body against his, his tongue parted her lips and probed her mouth. He loved how her soft body felt against his. Her warm flesh was welcoming as was her mouth as her tongue brushed against his. Their breaths became rigid and hard as their faces seemed locked together. Mike’s hands roamed the curve of her back to the small part just above the buttocks, before settling on her cheeks and pulling her against his firm crotch.