Quote by WellMadeMale
Odd little story.

I 'met' a woman online at the now defunct website: http://www.alt.matchmaker.com (this url now sends you to some outfit in Australia) - an alternative lifestyles site primarily for those involved in the swinging lifestyle, in April of 1999.

There we could chat, trade email, arrange to meet, etc... It was a nice (computer interface) running in the background, I'd see a little light change from red to green in the lower right area of my Windows98 desktop whenever Jen came online to the site and she'd see the same thing on her end of the internet.

She told me from the start that she was engaged to be married to a man 20 years her senior. This would be her 2nd marriage and she would be turning 29 on the 31st of May, to be married the first Saturday of June that year.

We definitely lusted for one another. She wanted one last fling before marriage - but alas, she could not bring herself to be unfaithful to her fiancee. This only enamored me more, toward her.

She had sent me one grainy photo of herself, taken from a distance of her at a 1998 football game in Washington DC. She looked like WMM's kind of woman, from what I could barely make out. We'd traded cell phone numbers almost from the beginning and I was accustomed to looking at my phone and seeing her phone number sitting on the face of it, as it vibrated attached to the belt around my waist.

Surreptitious conversations, during stolen moments of her day.

The wedding day came and went...she called me very early that morning, expressing the entire range of emotions a bride would experience just hours before her wedding.

I did not hear from her for the rest of that summer. I did not call her, I did not email her. I did not intrude. Jen knew how to contact me, if she desired.

Just after the Labor Day weekend I opened my email and there was a subject line heading: "I just couldn't do it, jeff...I'm getting an annulment."

As fate would have it, I was to be in the Reston, Virginia area for two weeks of corporate training, in ten days time. She and I met face to face for the first time, the Saturday afternoon I arrived at Dulles.

Whoa. I was literally stunned. Everything she had divulged to me about what she looked like (she was very hesitant to send any photos of herself, a very private person online - she said she'd learned to become) was true.

Lust and love erupted that weekend and for almost every night I was there for the next two weeks. She worked in Herndon (right next to Reston) and lived 25 miles south of the DC metro area.

We saw one another every month for the next 9 months...and finally, after we got to know one another much better...there were just too many other areas of life where we did not get along rosily or see eye-to-eye.

We split apart amicably and tried to stay in touch, but as with many other women in my past...she and I drifted back to our lives.

She and I talked a few weeks ago via phone. It is still good to hear her giggle and laugh.

She told me at the end..."Jeff, you'll never meet your soulmate online...this is as close as you or I will ever come."

I think she may well have been right.

Quote by yourfantasy
I always swallow...I think spitting is rude.

How would you feel if your guy went down on you and then started spitting it out? Can you say mood killer?

Just my $.02 worth

Quote by top_spin
Hi girls I am curious as to your preference.

Do you like it
1. Long and deep
2. Lots of friction like a slow grind
3. Jackhammer.
4. Other (please state)

Does the position dictate your preference?

Quote by BigRod
what about a 40 year age gap Horny? Don't worry.. I'll take it easy on you.... let you catch your breath...