I’ve become addicted to the online adult chat room world.  I’m probably not alone.  In this world, you can meet amazingly beautiful women.  You can be anything you want to be.  You can act however you want.  Of course, while you are working to make yourself look better to the other person, you never know if they are doing the same.  Not everyone is like that.  Some folks are in these chat rooms to release a side of themselves they cannot display in reality.

That would describe me.  To the general public, I’m a clean cut, all American type guy.  I work hard to support my family everyday.  But there is another part of me.  The part of me I don’t show everyone.  A part I only show certain select people.  It’s this part of me that has found a home in the adult online chat world.  I get to meet people from all over.  It’s in this world that I met Connie.

When I say that I’m an average guy, I’m not kidding.  I’m 40 something now.  I’m a little soft in some spots, but I don’t have a big beer belly hanging over my belt.  I’m about 6 feet tall, just over 200 pounds.  I don’t make myself out to be anything beyond what I am.  I’m no Robert Redford.  I’m also no Danny Devito.  I stumbled across Connie in Myspace.  We exchanged a few e-mail pleasantries.  Then things got interesting.

In my job, I’m able to work from home when I need.  I have a computer room set up where I can three machines going at once.  My work machine and two home computers.  So, on this day, I had my work machine going, checking e-mail.  I reached over and turned on my home computer to watch some porn.  My kids were at school.

In my personal mailbox on Myspace was a note from Connie wondering if I was interested in exchanging e-mail addresses and talking over instant messaging.  I thought, “Hmmm, taking the relationship to a new level.  Very interesting.”  I said yes, we exchanged e-mail addresses and in no time we were talking through instant messaging.  And this lady knew how to get a man’s attention. 

Our conversations quickly turned to sex, naturally.  We were talking about furniture for some reason and she started describing the chair she likes to sit in and masturbate.  She had my attention.  It was an overstuffed armchair covered in something soft (like I was paying attention to that).  It was large enough so she could sink in the cushions, but just the right size to drape both legs over the arms.  In no time at all, I had my pants around my ankles, dick in my hand.  This was a lady I wanted to talk with for a while.

We talked online almost every night.  I began working from home once a week, just so I could maximize my time talking with her.  Our conversations got hotter and hotter.  I would spend a good 10 minutes talking about licking her sweet pussy.  She would spend 10 minutes talking about sucking my dick and balls.  It was great!  But, since I’m a guy, I started thinking with the wrong head.  I needed this woman, damn the consequences.  After about a month of amazing cyber sex, my hands grew a mind of their own.  I asked her where she lived. 

In the world of cyber sex, that’s a no-no.  I just couldn’t help myself.  To my shock and amazement, she lived in the same town I did, actually just