Fantasy: Sarina and I

Fantasy: Sarina Valentina and I
by GR

Early one Saturday morning, I was lying in bed, next to my wife of thirty years, reading. I still had my morning wood, in addition to the book's being only vaguely interesting, and my wife was sound asleep, snoring softly. Of course, I was not making much progress. I was debating whether to put the book down or not and perhaps take care of fading erection, when the doorbell rang. Normally, I would expect the dogs to have gone crazy barking, which would have awoken my wife, but they lay there silently as if the bell had not wrung. I wondered briefly if I had perhaps fallen asleep while reading and dreamed it. To make sure, I got up, put some pants on, figuring my morning wood would disappear by the time I got to the door, and went downstairs to check.

When I got to the door, I looked through the opaque glass and saw someone standing there. I adjust my pants by limp cock would point downwards, and I opened the front door. I was shocked and my cock pressed against my pants in a resurgence of life; it was Sarina Valentina. I quickly opened the screen door and invited her into my home. The dogs were still quiet upstairs. Soon she and I were sitting in the living room talking.

“Sarina,” I began, trying to sound nonchalant, “what brings you here?” I was awake, but very confused. I was going through various mental exercises to keep my cock from springing into action ay more.

Sarina explained, “You might not know this, Harry, but I track the IP addresses of people who visit my web site. It turns out that you are my number one fan.” My ability to control my cock was failing as I silently thanked 'Big Brother' for the up-side of surveillance. She continued, “I wanted to visit you and thank you personally.” She paused for a moment. “I know that I should have called you personally before arriving, but your wife and I wanted to surprise you.”

“Oh, I'm surprised,” I confessed. I suddenly wondered how much trouble I was in since my wife knew about my desires for the woman sitting across next to me. Various scenarios ran through my head quickly - several ended in my blood oozing out of my lifeless corpse. I returned to the moment as I heard the beautiful lilt of her voice.