Bored, sitting at home. Shite on the television. Another day of being rejected by my wife and nearing 500 days without any form of sex. Looking for some excitement, a bit of titillation, and hopefully someone to chat to, I decide to log into Lush for an evening. Tab one: what women are online based on distance, tab two: stories and tab three: chatrooms.

Chatrooms are a bit quiet, so the focus moves to stories. Not a lot of new ones for me to read. About to log off for the evening, I check on tab one and up pops a profile I hadn’t seen before. The profile photo was amazing; her eyes drew me in, and she looked incredibly attractive. And she was local-ish. I instantly sent her a message saying her eyes are amazing and decided to hang around for a bit to see if she would answer. Result! She did.

Turns out we had a lot in common. Conversation was so easy with her. Her name was Holly. The more we chatted, the more I started to develop feelings for Holly. Feelings that I hadn’t felt for years. We shared photos. I explained my situation: I'm married but not in a healthy one. Holly understood my predicament; she had been seeing someone as well. Turned out Holly lives close to where I holidayed as a child, so I “impressed” her with my local knowledge.

After chatting for a while on Lush, we exchanged phone numbers. I felt like a teenager again. I had a massive crush on someone, but I couldn’t tell anyone. That hurt a lot. She besotted me.

Holly was around 5’4”, which she claims is average, but I gently teased her for being small. A few years younger than me, but looked even younger. I thought Holly was around thirty when I first saw her picture. She has a wonderful body, great boobs and a fantastic bum. She has an amazing wildflower tattoo, which looks great, but she doesn’t like it; I loved it, it suited her really well. Her eyes are piercing blue, and her smile lights up the darkest of rooms. Browny-blonde hair around shoulder length. She genuinely is the most beautiful woman that I’ve laid eyes on.

We talked most days. I had to be careful while chatting to another woman who wasn’t my wife, which wasn’t fair to Holly. I hated having to hang up on her. Sexting each other was great. She made me feel like a stud. But I could listen to Holly speak for hours. Her accent is lovely, one of the nicer teuchter accents. She is a proper country girl, whilst I was a boy from the scheme.

We wanted to meet up, but distance and time were proving a challenge. Then, good fortune occurred: Holly had a conference about halfway between us. And I was off work that day. My brain went into overdrive, and I formulated a plan that worked for both of us. A date was set.

The big day came. We had arranged to meet at a nearby palace with lovely grounds for a nice walk. We had agreed beforehand that there would be no pressure in our meeting. As we drove there, we were on the phone making sure the other was on the way. I got there first.

Ah, shit! The palace is closed—private event. I had checked the website that morning. Oh dear! As I phoned Holly to tell her, she pulled in behind my car. By god! She looked more beautiful in real life. Photos and FaceTime did not do her justice. Holly got out of the car and gave me the best kiss of my life. All nervous energy was gone. I have now met the woman of my dreams.

I gave her the biggest hug, my chin gently resting on her head. There I was hugging Holly. I couldn’t believe it. I went in for another kiss, and our tongues played with each other. Within minutes, I had experienced two mind-blowing kisses. My penis was reacting to our chemistry.

Now, since plan A was out the window, I quickly came up with a new plan. I had driven past a lochside walk on the way to the palace, so let’s go there. It was beside a racecourse; fortunately, there were no race meets on, so it was quiet.

We took each other's hands, hers felt so soft compared to mine. We were both grinning at each other, so happy to have finally met. It was clear that we felt the same way about each other. Walking along the path, admiring the countryside, the riverside and definitely admiring one another. Up ahead, we saw a bird hide, so we stopped in there. It had a picnic table, so I sat on it, lowering my height just enough to kiss Holly. Our hands roamed; her hand slid under my hoodie, touching my chest. Holly's jacket is now open, showing off her figure. My hands groped her bum, and I felt like I was going to cum there and then.

Our hands kept on exploring one another. One hand sliding underneath Holly’s top, making contact with her bra. I could already feel the excitement her nipples were experiencing, and I was pulling the bra down slightly to expose her nipple and tease it further. Holly now has her hand on my hardened cock. At this point, some walkers trundled past.

We gave each other a look to find somewhere else more secluded. Despite the delay, both our spirits were high. The riverside had some hidden spots; we found one fairly quickly. Our make-out session restarted in earnest. I removed Holly’s belt, unbuttoned her jeans and started to finger her pussy, she was so wet. It didn’t take long for Holly's first orgasm to crash through her. Holly looked resplendent as she orgasmed, her pussy squirting onto my fingers and her underwear, soaking them both. We both tasted my fingers before I started playing with her clit, bringing a more vocal orgasm this time.

We returned to the bird-hide. Holly removed my cock from my boxers. Fully erect. Holly started to give me a blow job. In public, my first public blow job. The excitement factor increased by at least 100. She took her time, and Holly made my 5.5-inch cock feel huge. It was the best blow job of my life. My hand on the back of Holly's head, my hips gently thrusting, my cock as hard as it could be. I'm being the most vocal I’ve ever been. As I was nearing my orgasm, I heard bloody ramblers walking up the path. They couldn’t see us yet, but we quickly sorted ourselves out.

As Holly was down for a conference, she had a hotel room booked. We took a chance and went to the hotel before check-in started. Fortunately, the room booked for Holly was ready. I was behind Holly on the stairs, groping her bum as we got to the room, with the hotel worker leading us, oblivious to what was happening behind her.

As soon as the door was closed, we were both naked in front of each other for the first time. Wow! Holly had the most amazing body. Even body parts that she hated were beautiful. Especially her stomach, with some stretch marks, was beautiful. She looked at me like I was incredibly sexy, which I don’t normally feel. Holly made me believe that I was something special.

Our hands, lips and tongues explored each other's bodies. I gently pushed Holly onto the bed and buried my face into my soaked pussy. Holly tasted of something special. I could not get enough. My tongue is teasing her clit, bringing on another orgasm. Her groans filled the room and possibly the hotel. I lie down on the bed beside Holly, cuddling her as she plays with my cock and sucks on my nipples. I feel my cock getting ready to explode. Luckily enough, I delayed my release.

Holly is lying on her back, enjoying me kissing her body, and I compliment her sexiness. I move on top of her and begin to fuck Holly in the missionary position, our lips in constant contact as my hips gyrate. Another orgasm builds up, and Holly whimpers as she bites into my chest.

After Holly’s orgasm subsides, she takes my cock in her mouth. Feel so good as her tongue teases the head of my cock. She has such a talented mouth. Holly decides to straddle me and gets on top, both of us vocal in our enjoyment of each other. Wishing this could go on forever. As we both feel orgasms building, we reposition ourselves so I’m fucking her from behind, but I sneak a wee taste of her ass as I get into position. She tasted so good.

I enter from behind. Holly's pussy is incredibly wet now. I thrust my hips as firmly as I can. Our bodies thrashing together. One hand on Holly's shoulder with the other hand's fingers twisted in her hair. I can feel my cock twitch. I know it’s nearly time to erupt in Holly's pussy. My moans are getting louder and louder. I tell Holly I’m about to cum. She tells me to flood her pussy with my seed. As I cum, Holly orgasms once again, squirting slightly onto my cock and legs, as well as onto Holly's poor socks that were unfortunately underneath us.

We cuddled in bed for a while before showering. Holly walked me down to my car. We shared one final kiss. Unbeknownst to us both, that would be our last kiss.

That day, I fell in love with Holly. Unfortunately, being married to someone else made things difficult. Having children makes things even more challenging.

Due to many reasons, a relationship never materialised. Timing was just wrong. Worst pain I’ve ever felt, but I hold no ill feelings towards Holly. All I have is love for her and hope that she is happy.

I can’t speak for Holly, but every interaction was special. Our day together is one of the best days of my life; I replay it in my head many times.

I know she is the love of my life. Just disappointed that it was a brief moment in time, but rather than not experience love at all.

Life is changing all the time for me. I wish I knew what the future holds for me. All I hope for is for Holly to be part of it.