Falling for Him (Stories of Serendipity) Read Online Free Page A

I look like.
    Cool_Hand_Luke:  Fair enough.  So tell me.  What do you look like?
     
    For some reason, this wasn’t something she wanted to share.  If she told him, he would reciprocate, and the mystery was part of the allure.  If they had been on a site like Facebook or something, she would have already looked at all of his pictures dozens of times.  The relationship they had though, was built on their interests and conversations.  She didn’t want to know what he looked like.
     
    Mommee_dearest:  I don’t want to tell y ou.  It would ruin the mystery.
    Cool_Hand_L uke:  Okay.  Mind if I ask why?
    Mommee_dearest:  I’m not sure I can explain it.  I don’t w ant to ruin the mystery of you.
    Cool_Hand_Luke:  You mean the fantasy image you’ve built up.  Okay, you tell me what I look like?
     
    Amy bit her lip while she leaned back and thought.  If she forced herself to picture him, the picture that came to mind had a not-so-vague resemblance to her husband.  Probably because that’s who she wished she were talking to. 
     
    Mommee_dearest:  I’m n ot sure you would want to know…
    Cool_Hand_Luke:  That bad, huh?
    Mommee_dearest:  Not bad, just…not how you picture me imagining you.  I’m not sure you would enjoy knowing that I picture my husband inside my head when we’re talking, because I wish more than anything that he would talk to me like you do.
     
    Cool_Hand_Luke didn’t respond for a while, and Amy wondered if she’d offended him somehow.  Maybe he pictured her as his own wife?  Where had they gone wrong in their own relationships that they were talking to strangers, imagining them to be their spouses?
     
    Cool_Hand_Luke:  I can see your point.  I’m probably doing the same thing.  So, no physical stuff.  Can I ask you something else?
    Mom mee_dearest:  Sure.  Fire away.
    Cool_Hand_Luke:  What are you wearing right now?  Can we do this?  Is it okay if I flirt with you a little?  I'm enjoying your company, but I don't want to go too far if it makes you uncomfortable.
     
    Amy looked down at her pajamas.  She still hadn't gotten dressed today and was a little embarrassed to admit that, although it wasn't as embarrassing as admitting to herself that she was feeling a little flirtatious.
     
    Mommee_deare st:  I'm still in my pajamas. 
    Cool_Hand_Luke:  Will you describe them to me?
     
    She wasn't about to tell him they were a mismatched pair left over from her grandpa's estate.  If she was going to flirt, she might as well make it good.
     
    Mommee_dearest:  Black silk shorts with a mat ching chemise…Do you like them?
    Cool_Hand_Luke:  Yeah, I do.  They sound really hot.  You're turning me on…
     
    Her breath caught at the idea that something she’d typed turned him on.  Why couldn’t Bryan be that easy?  Why did she constantly think about her husband?  Because things had suddenly taken a dangerous turn with Cool_Hand_Luke.  If she pursued this line of conversation, the relationship would no longer be friendly.  Her purpose would be more sexual, and that qualified as cheating, didn’t it?  Yes, it did.  But that didn’t stop her from continuing.
     
    Mommee_dearest:  Your turn…
    Cool_Hand_Luke:  I'm wearing a suit.
    Momm ee_dearest:  Well, that's sexy.
    Co ol_Hand_Luke:  LOL.  You asked.
    Mommee_dearest:  Well, yo u could have lied.  I did.  LOL
    Cool_Hand_Luke:  So you're not really a housewife wearing sexy lingerie in front of the compu ter?  My fantasies are crushed…
    Mommee_dearest:  LOL
    Cool_Hand_Luke:  What's your favorite part of the male anatomy?  Besides the obvious, of course.
    Mommee_dearest:  The obvious?
    Cool_Hand_Luke:  Never mind.  I went too far.  I'm not trying to be creepy.
    Mo mmee_dearest:  The money-maker.
    Cool_Hand_Luke:  The money-maker?  I guess I was wrong about going too far.
    Mommee_dearest:  Haha.  It's the part of a man's abdomen, on the outside that's shaped like a "V" that leads down to