Page 26 of Catching Feelings

A few minutes pass before he responds.

Adam86: Every day is different.

Elizabeth77: Do you travel a lot?

Adam86: Only a few times a month.

Only.To him, that may not be a lot, but to me it is. I don’t want to end our online friendship, so I don’t tell him that this makes him unable to check off the boxes for what I’m looking for.

But I like talking with him. He’s safe. Maybe Adam is the perfect person to share my secrets with. He’ll never learn my identity if I don’t tell him.

I’m not a risk taker, but the anonymity gives me the courage to ask him questions I’ve never asked a man before. Or even shared with my girlfriends.

Elizabeth77: What’s your favorite position?

Adam86: Like offense or defense?

Figures he goes to sports instead of sex. I need to talk to a man who can teach me to be more comfortable talking about sex.

Elizabeth 77: With a woman.

Adam86: Like sex?

Elizabeth77: Are you a virgin? No judgment if you are. I think that’s sweet.

Adam86: Fuck no. I’m not a virgin. Did you get hacked? Is this still my sweet Wildflower asking me about sexual positions?

Elizabeth 77: Yes, Mr. Charming. It’s still me. I figured we progressed to the next level of getting to know each other.

I’m filled with guilt at leading him on, but he’ll never learn who I am.

Adam86: Well, hell. You have me hard and not a thing I can do about it.

Elizabeth77: You don’t want to...touch yourself?

My face burns with embarrassment. How the heck did I go from asking about his favorite position to asking him to jerk off while we text. Or is this what’s called sexting?

Adam86: Wildflower. My dick stretching out the front of my sweats. If I wasn’t sitting on an airplane with one of my best friends snoring next to me, I’d be stroking myself to your every word.

Ohmygodohmygodohmygod.This is so not where I expected our conversation to go. But I’m already this far into my rabbit hole...

Elizabeth77: Sorry. I shouldn’t have–

His message comes through mid-sentence.

Adam86: Right now, I imagine you sitting on my lap, straddling my thighs.

Elizabeth77: That’s your favorite position?

Adam86: Any position where I can see you is my favorite.

Elizabeth77: Adam, but you don’t even know what I look like. I could be a wrinkly, wart-faced witchy looking old lady pretending to be a thirty-one-year-old nurse.

Adam86: Are you a thirty-one-year-old nurse? The rest isn’t true, I’m sure, and irrelevant. I’ll take you straddling my lap regardless.

Elizabeth77: I’ve never been on top before.

Adam86: Areyoua virgin?

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