Truth in advertising and taking one for the team.  

TattooedWolf 47M
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7/31/2005 9:20 am

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Truth in advertising and taking one for the team.


Back in the day, I used to do the AOL chat room thing. There are three things you need to keep in mind when chatting on AOL -

1) Everyone is single.

2) Everyone is financially stable.

3) Everyone is incredibly good looking.

Make those three things your mantra and you will never be disappointed.

Seriously now. I had been chatting on and off on AOL for a year or two. I filled my profile with cryptic references in an attempt to be clever and weed out the uninteresting possibilities. There was one woman, Cheri (“sh” not “ch” who picked up on a good portion of the obscure quotes I had listed and we hit it off. I have to say I was pleasantly surprised when she sent her picture. Well above average cute, a great personality and sexually open. We agreed to meet and I gave her directions to my place.

On the night of the event, I once again turned my place into a love nest and set out cooking dinner. A few hours later there was a knock at my door. The woman who was standing before me was not the same one in the picture. Well she was, but easily three times the size. Now I have nothing against anyone’s weight. What bothered me somewhat was the fact that she felt it necessary to lie about it. I kept that “glad to meet you” smile screwed on my face and invited her in. We had spoken several times prior to this night and there was a chemistry, so conversation was not nearly as awkward as it could have been. It was clearly obvious through dinner that Cheri was somewhat nervous. I asked her why and she replied ‒

“I was worried about what you were going to think of me. I was worried you were going to slam the door in my face.”

She apologized for not being entirely honest with her picture. The one she had sent me was from two years ago, prior to her contracting Chronic Fatigue Syndrome. I explained to her that I wasn’t angry and that she really should be a little more forthcoming and try to give people the benefit of the doubt. Ultimately she was an attractive woman with a great personality who was rebounding from an illness. She thanked me for being understanding and we cleaned up dinner. When I was down loading the dishwasher, Cheri pinned me against the refrigerator and kissed me hard. She obviously had gotten over any nervousness she had felt.

“I am going to fuck your brains out!”

As you know, who am I to object? We went upstairs and Cheri continued to be the aggressor. As god as my witness, this girl gave such good head it was scary. You have to respect anybody who’s personal hero is Linda Lovelace and has taught themselves how not to have a gag reflex. We fucked several times throughout the night and finally fell asleep. In the morning I woke up with a blinding headache (which is why I generally do not drink white wine), however after a shower, three aspirin and a mind-numbing blowjob from Cheri I felt much better.

We chatted on and off for the next few months but didn’t get together again. Cheri ended up meeting a guy through AOL and moved to the Midwest somewhere to be with him.

TW

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