The more the drink flowed, the more daring I became. I lost count of the number of times my husband saw me running my tongue along my lips while holding the gaze of the guy across the pub. My man turned around twice to see this guy staring straight back at me but still he appeared oblivious to the flirting. The girl with my fantasy guy had no idea what was going on as she continued to babble away at a hundred words a minute!
Shortly before 10pm the couple stood up together. I glanced at the empty glasses and my heart sank with disappointment as they were obviously going to leave. We exchanged a final private smile and I wondered if I'd ever see this good looking guy again.
I checked my phone as many times as I dared without attracting attention. Disappointingly my fantasy hunk had not messaged.
It was just turned midnight and time to go home. On my final visit to the toilet I heard my mobile phone vibrate in my handbag. My hand reached inside my bag and I noticed a slight tremble as I punched in my password. A big red number one indicated the arrival of a text. I felt the rush of excitement in my panties once more as I clicked on the message.
I'M IN BED THINKING ABOUT YOU. MY COCK IS SOLID AND I WANT TO FUCK YOU. LET'S MAKE IT HAPPEN X
I touched my pussy and it was moist.