Early into my marriage I begun visiting internet chat rooms. I became hooked the first time I was sent a private message by another female. I was inst...antly hooked on cyber erotic chat. But it also awakened me to my inexperience sexually. The hot conversations with other women brought to my attention things that I had never done or experiencedMost of the women I met online were far away, nothing but a cyber affair. But I did meet a couple that were close by. One lady lived fifty miles away, but. On the third day she came to me and was speaking about something and mentioned that whenever she sleeps, she is like a dead body, she doesn’t know or feel anything. I was relieved hearing that. That night again tried my chance though I felt guilty but pleasure overcame me, I put my hand inside her dress slowly went up reached her breast, to my shock she was not wearing a bra I pressed her boob softly looking at her face for any sign of movement but there was none felt happy and started. The water was a tad too warm and she adjusted it down before directing the head to spray on her. She let the hot water beat against her face before turning around and getting her hair wet. After soaping, shampooing, and conditioning, Sarah’s hands drifted down her stomach and to the triangle of curly hair there. Her fingers stopped at the beginning of her pubic hair and she withdrew her hand. She wanted the real thing. Stepping from the shower, Sarah wiped the steam from the mirror and put on. Daddy always said, "Never trust the man who wears both belt and suspenders ... he has left nothing to chance."He had watched us bicycle up to Palmer Johnson. He saw us rattle the office door and peer through the glass. He saw Grace point to the sign that gave the hours of operation and he for sure saw me look to the sky and make gestures.He had watched Grace and me with our noses up against the chain link fence ... pointing and discussing features we liked and ones we didn't like and for some.