The clock on the living room wall read 12:47, its steady, repetitive tick-tock the only indicator of time passing. Grace stared at the notification on the screen, her breath taken away. How could she have let it come this far? How could she have let it come to this?
Grace knew that chatting in the app wasn’t cheating. Talking to guys was perfectly acceptable. Sending sexy pics and videos was all just messing around. There was nothing wrong with having a little fun and bantering with Andy, even if it was the dirtiest, most lewd conversation she ever had with anyone, Greg included. It wasn’t like she planned to let this guy feel her up in real life. That’s exactly what made the notification in the app all the more concerning.
“You’ve got a meetup request from Andy!” the screen read, it’s light bouncing off the dim living room walls. There were buttons reading “Accept,” “Decline,” and “More info” under the message.
When Grace had first replied to Andy, a number of new tools popped up by the send button at the bottom of the screen. There were tools to record pictures and video, which both Grace and Andy used repeatedly, but there were also two new buttons labeled “Meet up” and “Hook Up”. Even as turned on as she was during their chat, Grace knew she wouldn’t go near either of those buttons. Meeting up was out of the question, and hooking up was definitely not going to happen.
At some point during the evening while she was living out the role of faithful wife and mother, Andy hit the ‘meetup’ button on his end, and now Grace had a choice to make. One part of her knew she shouldn’t. While things like chatting and sending sexy pictures or videos were totally harmless fun, meeting a guy from the app seemed like more of a gray area. Meeting someone clearly wasn’t cheating – Grace talked to people in public all the time and it was fine, but she worried about her self-control. What if she met up with Andy and he wanted to get physical? It was so hot talking to him yesterday, and she knew she couldn’t look at him without thinking about his huge cock. If she and Andy started making out or getting their hands all over each others’ bodies, that would definitely be crossing a line.
Even in her concern, a growing part of Grace wanted to do it. It wasn’t like she’d invite him over to her house. She could insist on meeting someplace public. That would be safe, she told herself. It might even help her brush up her flirting skills for her big weekend with Greg. She didn’t have to get physical. It could just be more harmless fun.
Ultimately Grace decided she needed to sleep on it. She turned off her phone and headed to bed, where she had the most erotic dreams of her life. As she slept, all she kept dreaming about was being with Andy. She saw herself jerking him off. She dreamed of spreading her legs and letting him eat her pussy. She even imagined mounting his cock and riding him. Amidst these erotic images, she kept seeing the crashing waves of color from the app’s loading screen, calming her down, soothing her, making her feel like all of this was fine. It was all harmless fun.
When Grace awoke Thursday morning, she discovered that she was alone in the house. She had turned off her phone so she wouldn’t have to pick an option in the app and must have overslept, she realized. Greg, being the sweetheart that he is, got the kids out the door for school before leaving for work. He really was so amazing. She was lucky to have him, Grace admitted as she lay there in bed, starting her phone and opening the “Hot Datez” app.
After another several minutes spent watching the colorful waves of the loading screen splash around the screen, Grace was once again met with the notification reminding her that Andy had sent her a meetup request. She really wanted to click yes, but some small voice in her head was nagging her that somehow it would be wrong to meet up with this man she had just spent all day yesterday sex messaging.
Reluctantly, Grace decided that no matter how much harmless fun it could be to meet in person, she should probably just stick with online chat. Fighting the urge to press ‘Accept’, Grace forced her finger over the decline button and pressed down. As soon as she did, the familiar, soothing loading screen returned, and she found herself getting lost in her mind as her eyes followed the colorful waves splashing on the screen.
As the minutes ticked on, the loading screen kept going and the wife and mother of two found herself regretting her choice more and more. It really was harmless, she reasoned. It wasn’t like she would meet up at his house. They could go someplace public. For that matter, Andy clicked “Meetup” and not “Hookup” so it wasn’t like he was even trying to score. He probably just wanted some friendly conversation. And if he wanted a little more than that, it would be totally harmless if they fooled around some. As long as they didn’t actually fuck, she was still being totally faithful. The more she thought about it, the more she felt like she should have agreed to meet up.
Finally, the loading screen went away, and Grace immediately noticed two things. First, there was a new notification screen up, and second, she was starving. Checking the time on her phone she realized why: it was already past noon and she hadn’t eaten anything yet. Grace couldn’t believe it. She must have spent three hours just watching a loading screen. How was that possible? ‘Maybe I just dozed off,’ she supposed before hopping up from bed to go into the kitchen to make a quick sandwich. Still dressed in her nightgown, Grace came back from her lunch and sat in bed with her phone. She looked at the app, reading the new notification page.
“Are you sure you don’t want to meet up with Andy? If you decline, his profile will be blocked from contacting you,” the app read. Below the warning Grace had options to “Decline to meet and block Andy,” “Agree to meet - I pick the location,” and “Agree to meet - Andy picks the location.”
Grace furrowed her brow. She really didn’t want to block Andy. She enjoyed their chat yesterday, and it felt super rude to show off her body to him and then block him. She knew that if she picked the location, she would be in control, and could keep things from getting out of hand, so she decided that was the option she’d choose.
When she clicked the button to agree to meet Andy, little fireworks graphics appeared on her screen along with the text, “Time for a hot date!” followed by yet another loading screen with colors splashing over one another. Grace started getting turned on again. It really would be fun to meet up, and maybe even tease him a little, Grace realized. As long as she was in control, it was harmless.
At first, calling it a hot date concerned her a little. After all, she was married, and wasn’t planning on dating Andy. The more she watched the colors swirl and splash though, she realized that you could go on a date without “dating” someone. She had dates with her girlfriends all the time, and those clearly weren’t cheating. It was just harmless fun. Harmless, mind-scorchingly hot fun, she realized, getting more and more turned on.
After several minutes of splashing colors, the chat box opened up again, with a header message saying, “Meetup for a hot date confirmed! Cum2Grace will designate the meetup location. Cum2Grace and Andy, use this screen to plan your hot date.”
Grace started typing. “Hey, stud. I’m so excited to see you today. I can’t wait to see if you’re as hot in person as you are here.”
A few moments later, Andy’s response appeared. “Me too! I can’t wait to get my eyes (and hands) on those massive tits of yours!”
“Naughty, naughty boy! Remember, I’m happily married, so be on your best behavior and don’t even think I’m putting out. Maybe if you’re super nice though, I’ll give you a little show.” Part of Grace regretted sending that message, but it wasn’t like he hadn’t seen her tits yesterday, over and over. The idea of letting him see her tits in person was totally hot, and if she was honest with herself, equally harmless. It wasn’t like she was going to fuck him.
“No sex today, I swear,“ Andy sent. “Now come on, tell me where you want to meet. I want to see those titties!”
Grace giggled and thought about her options. She definitely didn’t want to meet someplace super private, but if she did decide to have a little harmless fun and flash him or let him grab her tits, she didn’t want to be in front of her kids’ school or at the coffee shop she goes to all the time.
“How about Thompson park? There’s a quiet parking lot with a pavilion nearby on the north side. I can meet you there at 2 pm.” That would be perfect, she thought to herself. It was late enough in the day that she could meet up with Andy for about an hour if she wanted to, and if she decided things were going too far, she’d have an easy out because her kids got home from school at about 3:15.
“That sounds like a good spot for a hot date to me,” Andy sent back. “I’ll be there. Oh, I do have one request though.”
“Anything for you, stud,” Grace fired back.
“No bra,” was all he sent before the indicator that Andy was still online went dark. Grace just smiled.
It had been ages since her last date night, but Grace still knew how to prepare. She tore off her nightgown and panties, and started towards her walk-in closet. She slid on the sexiest thong she could find in her collection, and covered it with a pair of borderline indecent cutoff shorts that she usually only wore around the house at night to get Greg turned on. She dug around and found a super sexy low-cut tank top that went on next. Since he asked, Grace decided to forego a bra.
Looking in the mirror, her cleavage and nipples were very prominent, making her feel so hot. Grace found a cute pair of flip flops to go with the outfit, and then it was off to the bathroom to do her makeup. After all, you don’t go out on a date without getting a little prettied up.
By 1:40, Grace was ready to go, literally and figuratively. The whole time she was getting ready, her mind was playing “what ifs”. What if he wanted sex? Well that was easy, she’d just leave. She’s a faithful wife and would never cross that line. What if he wanted to see her tits though? That was pretty easy too. It wasn’t like he didn’t see them over and over yesterday. She could put on a little show for him, maybe even let him play with them a little.
