Caught up in the net

The internet is a strange and confusing place. Billions people use it
to express themselves in a slew of different ways everyday. Some use to
find jobs or start a new hobby. I never knew that with all the things
that I use the internet for that I would find the love of a lifetime.

My name is Diana and I'm a journalism student at a local New Hampshire
college. By nature I'm supposed to question everything. But, when I met
my boyfriend Mike online for the first time my ability to ask the five
W's went out the window. At the time I was in a passionless engagement
to a man that I thought I was doomed to marry. He hadn't touched me in
six months and being in my early twenties I had needs and desires that
weren't being met. So I did what any twenty something that wasn't into
the bar scene did, I went online.

I found a personals site that catered to my more devilish side that
few people saw. I felt right at home. Little did I know that it would be
that site that would turn my life upside down.

It was a rainy Friday afternoon and my fiancee had left to help his
aunt with yard work for the millionth time that week. So doing what I
always did I signed in to my favorite kinky personals site and went to
work. There were a few candidates that I thought of giving my messenger ID
to but, one guy jumped out at me. It was in orange text and it was this
guy's ID. Something told me to talk to this guy! I don't know that it
was to this day. I just knew I had to talk to this guy. If worse came
to worse he'd get me off and I'd never talk to him again. So I got him
on my messenger and we're going through the motions and he sends me his
picture and tells me, "I'm the one in the glasses". I looked at the
picture of him and two of his friends at a party. I wasn't a believer of
love at first site but I was a huge believer of lust at first site. He
was gorgeous, not model gorgeous or athlete gorgeous but that wasn't
what I was looking for in a man anyway. So I had to tell him he was cute
to give his ego a shot so he'd stay around. As a response I got
something that still bowls me over to this day, "Well I just saw your picture
too and I think you're beautiful".

Dealing with guys all my life I had only heard those words a couple of
times and most of those times it was to get into my pants. I know they
were just words on a screen but for some strange reason I didn't feel
that with this one. We talked for a while about what each of us liked
and didn't like in bed and what we were looking for on the site. So I had
to tell him about my mister-not-so-wonderful. After a few minutes of
comments that brought heat to my cheeks more than once the strangest
thing happened, the conversation changed direction. We started talking
about one of my greatest passions in life, sports. He was from
Massachusetts originally so I knew he was a homer all the way but I knew the
conflict would be worth it. I'm from southern Connecticut so I have to root
for a New York team from one side of town or the other. After talking to
him after about an hour I asked him something that I thought I would
never ask anyone I talked to online, "Hey, can you call me?"

I never would give out my number to someone I just met but something
told me that this one would be worth the exception. So I gave him my
number and he told me to hold on. Those were some of the tensest moments
I've had in a while. When the phone rang my heart jumped into my throat
and I almost dropped the phone but, when I heard him say. "Hi Diana", I
knew that there would be nothing to be nervous about. We talked for
what seemed like an eternity and a second at the same time. The
similarities between us were uncanny. Both sports fans that knew the actual
meaning of the term fan. Both former athletes in one way or another and that
was just the tip of the iceberg. I knew that we had similar ideals but
when he asked me how I felt about cuddling after sex, I knew. Just the
thought that he was concerned about that scored him major points with
me. At that point it wasn't a question of whether I was going to meet
him, the questions were when and how. I had my alibi all cooked up
already. My fiancee wasn't the sharpest knife in the drawer so all I had to
do was tell him that Mike was a childhood friend from Connecticut and
it was all good as far as he was concerned.

The plan was set we were going to meet on that Monday and his friend
was going to bring him to pick me up. All that weekend Mike made me feel
like I was about ten years younger. We watched college football that
Saturday and Mike had to be the antagonist rooting against whoever I was
rooting for. I acted like I was upset but down in my competitive spirit
I loved it. Finally a man that didn't agree with me just to shut me up,
he had his own opinions and he made them known to me. Notre Dame was
playing Michigan State and I was rooting against the Irish to piss my
fiancee off. Mike offered up the idea of a few wagers the stakes had no
monetary value but as I found out later would have more value to me than
any bet I had ever laid down. When Sunday night finally rolled around I
couldn't sleep a wink. I laid in bed awake thinking what it would be
like. Mike sounded like the perfect guy for me but I had to try one last
time to reach out to my fiancee.

"Hey honey, I'm going to be gone for a few days aren't you going to
miss me?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Well don't you want something to think about when I'm gone?"

"What are you going to give me Boo?"

My hand started to move down toward his boxers, "Maybe pay attention
to your friend over here," I stopped when I reached his disappointingly
limp penis.

"I'm tired tonight honey, I promise when you get back I'm all yours"

That sealed it, I gave it one last Hail Mary and our relationship
slipped right through his fingers. The next day was a new beginning, no
more rejection for the simplest forms of affection. Mike sounded like he
would rope the moon for me. Monday would be his proving ground. It was
simple just like baseball three strikes and he would be out. He didn't
even need the other two pitches.

Monday morning I was a nervous wreck. I woke up at five forty five in
the morning just so I could get ready and look my best for my new guy.
I'm really surprised that my soon-to-be ex wasn't on to me. I was
humming to myself and not just any songs either if you couldn't tell what
was on my mind you were from Mars. About seven thirty I got out of the
tub all clean and as bare as the day I was born. I went and started the
morning routine. Got my breakfast and sat to watch the morning sports
shows, watching the clock the whole time. My ex got up around eight
o'clock and came out to start his day. Little did he know that it would be
the last morning that I would be his fiancee.

After flipping through the channels for a while I figured I would try
to get my ex going one last time. My timing couldn't be better I turned
it to my favorite soap and there was one of the steamiest love scenes I
had seen in a while. He wanted none of it.

"Aw c'mon Diana, can't you watch something other than soft core porn?"

"Well, if I got it last night I wouldn't have to watch it this
morning"

"Oh, I know, you're so deprived"

Rather than get into an argument with him I just gave him one of my
eye rolls and continued to watch, taking metal notes the whole time.
Daydreaming of how it would be with Mike. By the time the soap ended I was
getting up and looking out the window for every noise. Finally I had
my ex standing at the window playing look out for me. Around eleven I
finally heard the words I had longed to here: "He's here and he's in all
Boston gear".

My heart leapt I could hear it booming in my ears. I grabbed my bag
and raced for the door. I said the customary good byes and let the door
slam behind me. I really don't remember going down the stairs. I just
remember seeing Mike at the bottom. He was in his Boston hat like I
thought he'd be. When I got downstairs I gave him a hug, it just felt right
being in his arms.

"I know you want to get going now sweetie but, can I use your
bathroom?"

Realizing that it was an hour car ride for him I had to let him
upstairs. I didn't want Mike and my ex's paths to cross, I thought my ex
would catch on the second he saw us. My ex ended up being dumber than I
thought. He even told Mike to take care of his girl. Mike would take care
of me better than any man I had even known.

We finally left the apartment and made our way to the truck. I was so
nervous I thought I would never get out of there. Once we were on our
way I did my best to let Mike know I was there, tickling his ear from
the back seat and other things that shouldn't be mentioned in print. His
friend Jeff had to stop for gas so Mike and I had a little alone time.
There were so many things I wanted to say to him. All I could get out
was, "I hope I lived up to it all".

"You did sweetie but there is something I have to do," He leaned over
the headrest and gave me the sweetest little kiss. I felt like I was
kid again. Mike's friend got back in the truck and we were on our way
again. After hitting construction and waiting what seemed like days, we
finally reached Mike's house. He took me down the path off the side of
the house that led to his door. Once in his room we headed right over to
his couch. His arms went around me and we just sat there in the silence
our hearts did the talking for us. After a few minutes Mike noticed our
reflections in his flat screen TV.

"Hey how perfect do we look?"

"Yeah not bad if I say so myself"

That was that moment I knew he was going to be the man I'd marry. I
didn't want to say anything our relationship was already a whirlwind as
is. Mike got up and took my hands to help me off the couch and lead me
over to his bed. I must have had that "take me" look in my eyes. I sat
down on his bed and tried to get comfortable.

He took my hand and whispered in my ear, "It's time I start doing all
the things that he wouldn't"

We started making out like teenagers past curfew on a school night. I
have never wanted a man so much in my life. He was telling me all
weekend about how I was going to love getting eaten out. I was nervous but
like many other times that day he would be right. He got on his knees in
front of me and started to leave a trail of kisses down my body. I
actually thought I was going to orgasm right there. Kissing down my chest,
then my stomach I almost started to laugh because his mustache and
goatee tickled my stomach. But as much as I wanted to laugh I wanted him to
keep going even more. So I bit my lip and enjoyed the ride. As he was
getting closer to my pussy I could feel that I wasn't going to be able
to hold on much longer. All it took was a few times up the length of my
slit with his tongue and the light sucking on my clit and he had me.
My breath was short, my heart booming in my ears. I had never wanted
to just screw that badly in my life.

"Oh Mike, I need you now, I need to cum baby!"

"Who am I to not give you what you need sexy?"

"I didn't even notice him taking his shorts off, but in a matter of
moments the head of his rock hard dick was teasing my soaking wet pussy.

"Is this what you want honey?"

That was not the time to tease me. I was almost climbing the walls and
he wanted to play? I didn't think so. I dug into his shoulders just a
little harder to let him know just what I wanted. With my not so subtle
hint I guess he decided that the time to play had passed. With just a
slight movement of his hips I was in pure ectasy. It was like someone
took a match to gasoline factory. I had never felt anything so intense in
my life. I dug in to his shoulders, kissed him hard and just let the
energy drain from me. I never thought that I would turn to putty just
from sex but I did. It was absolutely the most intense aggressive and
animalistic thing I had ever done in my life so far and I loved every
minute of it.

Collapsing on top of me soon after Mike rolled over to his side and
looked into my eyes. Here was the moment I'd wanted since Friday laying
in bed with him happy and content. I was the woman Mike was in love with
and I knew it. I could tell just by the look in those mesmerizing brown
eyes. We laid there for a while in each other's arms. Our slight
perspiration glinting off the lights in his room. Then Mike did the worse
thing he could have done to kill the mood, he looked at the clock.

"Oh shit my little brother is going to be home any minute"

"Well you know what I say the kid has to learn sometime"

Mike laughed and shook his head, "He's sixteen and has the IQ of a
eight year old. He's the last kid I'd want learning that from me"

I started to get dressed and I couldn't take my eyes off of Mike. He
looked so sweet and innocent but I knew there had to be a demon
underneath. Little did I know how right I would be. It took a minute or two but
I finally stopped staring long enough to get dressed myself. Then a big
slam came from upstairs.

"Yup that's my brother"

I could definitely hear the dislike in his voice, "You don't like him
I take it?"

I was trying to tread lightly just in case he did more then not like
his brother.

"It's not that I don't like him it's that he's so spoiled and so
annoying at times, he just gets on my nerves"

With that I went over to the couch and motioned for Mike to join me.
We snuggled up together and started to watch the wrap up of the days
sports headlines. Soon after the second set of headlines I see this
scrawny dorky looking kid out of the corner of my eye. He walked up to the
couch and just gave Mike a look of amazement. Why he thought Mike
couldn't bring a girl home I'll never know.

"Yeah what do you want?" Mike didn't look happy his brother was there.

"Nothing just wanted to tell you nice job"

I guess he meant with me cause I could see the side ways glances. Mike
introduced me and sent his brother on his way.

"Hopefully we don't hear from him again for the rest of the night"

"Why do you have plans for me tonight handsome?"

"Well, you'll just have to wait and see won't you?"

As the night went on Mike and I did things and said things that I
thought would never happen between a man and me. We talked about our hopes
and our disappointments. Our families and our dreams. Mike trusted with
me with things I will never reveal but, the trust that he put in me
I'll be forever grateful for. The day I met Mike I learned about a lot of
things about myself and other people. Little did I know that my
education would continue long into the relationship