Chapter Twelve Date Night #2
ClickTease: Hey! I’m actually on right now too. Wanna just start?
GlideControlZ: Yeah! What do you wanna do?
ClickTease: Board games? I’ll warn you, though. I’m pretty cutthroat.
GlideControlZ: Bring it on.
I click on the Board Game tab, and we switch to chatting with the messenger feature on the website.
ClickTease: What do you want to play?
I look at the options. All pretty standard game-wise - UNO, checkers, SORRY - family-friendly. Digital versions of each, of course.
GlideControlZ: How about some good old-fashioned checkers?
ClickTease: Lol, are you eighty or something?
GlideControlZ: What? Afraid I’ll kick your ass?
ClickTease: Oh, you’re gonna regret that, pal. Let’s do this!
We both go into checkers and choose our colors. She starts and I watch as one of her black pieces slides across the virtual board. When I make my first move, she slides one of her pieces next to mine and I take it. Her next one hops over mine in a perfect double-jump. Damn. I smirk. Well played.
As we play, we continue to banter and joke back and forth. She makes me laugh out loud with her wit, her well-timed teasing… and her geeky pop culture references. She might be just as much of a nerd about this stuff as I am, actually.
ClickTease: Hail to the king, baby!
GlideControlZ: Woah! You quoting Ash or Duke Nukem?
ClickTease: Both! And that’s why I keep dominating your ass in this game.
GlideControlZ: It’s just one! Don’t get all high and mighty.
ClickTease: Do I sense some jealousy? Fear of losing lingering in the air above you?
I grin.
GlideControlZ: Just shut up and make your next move
We continue to play for hours, and she schools me every damn time. I’m not usually a man who likes to lose, but if it’s her, I find I don’t mind.
GlideControlZ: So tell me, what’s a deal breaker for you?
ClickTease: Like in relationships?
GlideControlZ: Yeah.
ClickTease: Easy - liars. I will not tolerate liars.
GlideControlZ: I get the feeling there’s a specific reason for that?
She takes a moment to answer, and I worry maybe I’m digging too deep too soon. Finally, my computer dings and hold my breath as I read her response.
ClickTease: Yeah… bad breakup, plus years of family drama. I just don’t have a tolerance for it. You lie to me, you’re done.
GlideControlZ: Understood. I won’t give you a reason to worry.
ClickTease: I appreciate that. Like, way more than you can know.
I don’t realize how much time has passed until I glance at the time in the corner of the laptop, and… holy shit!
GlideControlZ: Did you know it’s 3AM?
ClickTease: Holy fuck! Where’d the time go?
I’ve noticed as she’s gotten more comfortable with me, her language gets more and more colorful. Not that I mind… I love a girl who knows how to use a good swear word.
GlideControlZ: Can’t remember the last time I stayed up this late talking to a girl.
ClickTease: What would you usually do with a girl at 3AM.
I hesitate a moment, deciding how far to push my luck.
GlideControlZ: Well, I can tell you it doesn’t usually involve clothes.
ClickTease: Is that so? I could always take mine off.
I blink and perk up, my blood heating in an instant.
GlideControlZ: Only if you do it slowly. Tease me a little bit.
ClickTease: I can do that. Slip my clothes off, piece by piece, until I’m only in my panties and bra.
Fuck me, this girl.
GlideControlZ: Take those off too. Watch me while you do it.
ClickTease: I wouldn’t dare look away. I want to see your face as I strip for you.
GlideControlZ: Fuck, you’d get me so hard.
I’m already hard just thinking about it, honestly.
ClickTease: You’d have to check between my legs to know how wet I am for you.
GlideControlZ: I wouldn’t be able to hold myself back. I’d have to fuck you right then and there.
ClickTease: That’s the idea
Fuck, how is this so hot? I can’t stop myself from imagining her hands wrapped around my cock and I feel like we’re treading into precarious territory.
If we jump into sexy stuff so soon, will that be all this chat becomes?
Not wanting that, I tiptoe back from the invisible line we’ve been teasing each other with.
GlideControlZ: We should probably log out, huh? I’ve got somewhere to be in the morning.
ClickTease: Yeah, me too. I suppose we should call it quits.
I hesitate a moment, not wanting to end this without some assurance we’ll get to do it again.
GlideContolZ: Would you want to do this every Friday night? Make it a standing date?
Holding my breath, I wait for her response.
ClickTease: I’d love that.
I sag in relief, my smile wide.
GlideControlZ: Great! Friday nights then. And we can keep chatting during the week.
ClickTease: I would hope so! Okay… goodnight.
GlidControlZ: Goodnight
Leaving the chat and the game, I turn my laptop off and close it, sighing in contentment. Damn, that was a good date. Maybe the best date I’ve been on in a long time. ClickTease is funny and charming and the more time we spend chatting, the more my desire to actually meet her grows.
This is okay, though. We’re taking it slow. That’s the whole point of this app, after all.
Still, I can’t help but wonder what she looks like. Is she tall or short? Blonde or brunette? What color are her eyes?
I’m dying to find out.
Setting the laptop aside, I climb out of bed and head into the bathroom. I turn the shower on to get the water hot while I strip off my clothes. Stepping under the warm spray, I groan as the water washes over me, easing the tension in my shoulders.
Fuck, I didn’t realize how stiff I was. Probably from hunching over the computer for so long. I roll my head back and forth to stretch out my neck, and my mind starts to wander back to ClickTease. If she were here, maybe she’d give me a nice massage and work out some of these knots for me.
She probably has soft hands. Graceful fingers.
Her touch would be firm as she kneaded my neck and shoulders, but then light and teasing as she ran those graceful fingers down my back.
I shiver at the thought and wrap my hand around the base of my cock. Fuck, I’m already hard. Has it really been that long since I was with a woman that I’d go ramrod straight like this at the mere thought of a faceless woman’s touch?
When was the last time… oh. Right. It was Rylee.
I didn’t even cum that night, but she did. She came so goddamn hard.
No! Stop it. I’m not thinking of her. I’m thinking of ClickTease.
As I begin to stroke myself, I imagine her standing behind me, running her hands around my torso and reaching down to take my cock in her grip. Her soft breasts press against my back. Big, maybe? Small? I’m not sure, so I just focus on having her warm, lush body against me as I stroke my dick.
Fuck, that feels good. I jack my cock, imagining it’s her. God, I wish I knew what she looked like. I want to imagine her on her knees in front of me, taking me into her mouth.
Maybe I can try… just fill in the missing bits of her identity.
I try to think of her kneeling on the shower floor, gazing up at me. Blonde hair falls wet around her shoulders, and moss green eyes gaze at me as her full pink lips part…
Goddamn it! Why am I picturing Rylee right now? And why is my cock getting harder?
No, no, not Rylee… not her… ClickTease. ClickTease!
I stroke harder, but can’t banish the image of Rylee sucking my cock deep into her mouth out of my head. Fuck me… I’m going to cum. Hard!
She takes me deep into her throat, gagging around my shaft. Her hand is between her legs, rubbing herself fast and hard. She loves choking on my dick. Her pussy is soaking wet, I know it is. I remember its taste… how sweet her juices were against my tongue…
With a roar, I cum. I brace my arm against the shower wall to keep myself from collapsing as wave after wave of mind-melting pleasure crashes through me. When I’m done, I’m out of breath and weak in the knees.
What the hell was that?
I clench my jaw in frustration, despite how powerful my orgasm was. It shouldn’t have been because of her. Because of Rylee.
How deep does she have her claws in me already? How the fuck do I escape from them?
And how did her date go tonight?