Broken is a story that is best read Chronologically to start from the beginning – Prologue
After sending my message thanking her for understanding I was expecting a “you’re welcome” and that was about it. She started to engage more and started teasing me a little in a very flirty way. She said aren’t you curious to know who I am. I said “Of course!!” but respected her need for discretion. She gave me terrible hints. I had managed to figure out that she was a “School Mom” but that narrowed it down to 1200 kids. Not exactly zeroing in on it. But then she revealed something- she had stalked my Facebook account to which I immediately knew Facebook would give her up. No one really knows the algorithm for suggested friends but I am a tech person and knew that she would be in the suggested friends list based on her visiting my feed. Off to Facebook…
It didn’t take me long to find a school mom she was the second or third suggested friend. I knew we had met briefly before. But I wasn’t 100% sure it was her. I realized something else as I peered through her feed. I found a picture I ogled just months before. She was in a bikini and looked amazing. I knew back then she probably drove the other Mom’s crazy. So I started to get excited. Could this really be her? One of the hottest Mom’s in my town?
So back to texting her. I said I think I have you. She said “already?” I said “Yup!” I said are you “this person”? She said “oh my god how did you figure it out so fast?” I told her that her FB stalking busted her. And so here we were virtually face to face. What do we do from here? Most would think this is where it ends… We promise each other never to give the other one up and have a chuckle if we see each other and go on our merry ways. But there was this undeniable chemistry an ease of conversation like I had known this person my entire life.
From there we began texting. I didn’t know she was in the Caribbean with her husband. He was there on business and so she was alone by the pool or beach in what I could only imagine was something sexy.
I immediately started to flirt with her as I knew she wasn’t going away. We would exchange questions about sex… what do we like? what are we attracted to? history? fantasies? We covered quite a bit as she was there for 5 days. She even sent me a photo half naked and I almost couldn’t contain myself.
So what’s next… “Do we meet?” I asked. And she said “Yes! I am super curious.” But when we discussed it beyond that she would tell me about how picky she was. So it really tempered my excitement and even added nerves. I asked “when would you like to meet?”….