About the same time things were ending with Wiscony Girl, I had started posting the "S.A.D.D." ad again in the platonic section of Craigslist. It was a hit and got a lot of attention. I think it just rang home with others like me (like us). One of the women I began chatting with over email was the Air Traffic Controller. She said that the post resonated with her because her husband barely touched her anymore, much less paid any attention to her. She descried the two of them like ships passing in the night.

The Air Traffic Controller was fun and flirty. She wasn't sure she wanted anything more than to have cyber sex, she didn't think she could actually go through with "cheating" in person. I didn't push as there were others that I was chatting with as well.

She was cute, but just not really my type. Though my "type" so far had been all over the place. If we go all the way back to the start, Paula the neighbor was super cute, but had more of a mom body. She was a dirty blond, probably 5' 5", had a sexy mom tummy, and great tits, her pussy was completely bare (due to having laser hair removal) with inny type of lips.

The tall run chick was a brunette and well over six feet tall, she was big, but not fat at all, she had huge tits that held up nice, no sagging, and although she didn't shave, she kept her pussy nice and tidy, trimmed around the lips. She had dark meaty lips, and a large clit. I loved going down on her! For reference check out r/ButterflyWings

The Wiscony girl was tall as well, 5' 9", blond hair, she had long legs that she loved to wrap around me, her tits were smaller, but had nice long nipples. She kept her pussy trimmed, it was blond as well. I probably did, but I can't really remember ever going down on her. She always just wanted to fuck. She had the greatest pussy that I have ever had the pleasure of being in!

The Air Traffic Controller on the other hand was barely five feet tall and although she wasn't "fat" per say, she did have a big belly. She was very flexible and practically was bent in half when I would get on top and fuck her.

One day, in early 2012, I get an email from ATC asking me to meet her for a drink later that night. I was surprised, up until this point she was still undecided about meeting in person. We set a date for 8 PM that night at Ruby Tuesday's. Drinks went well, the conversation flowed, but I still didn't get a sense that she was looking for anything more. After I paid the bill, and as we were exiting Ruby Tuesday's she asked me if I'd like to go back to her house. (It turns out her husband and son were away for the weekend on a "boys" trip.)

She could tell I was hesitant, because I was afraid they might come home early or that a neighbor might see us. She stood up on her tippy toes (shorty, remember!) and kissed me. Quick at first and then a long, sexy, lingering kiss. Right there at the entrance of Ruby Tuesday! After kissing me, she grabbed my hard cock through my pants and said "I can tell your hesitant to come over, but your cock has already made the decision for you!"

She was right ... this would be my first trip into enemy territory!

I followed her to her home and parked a ways down the street from her house as instructed. She told me where to park and then how to walk up to her house without being noticed and told me to just walk right in her front door. When I walked in, ATC was waiting for me and kissed me again, this time with tongue, then she dropped to her knees and pulled my cock out of my pants and gave me the hottest, wettest blow job I have ever received!

You can understand my surprise as this woman, up until earlier that day, was unsure about "cheating", had my pants around my ankles and my cock down her throat before I even had the chance to close the front door! After about five minutes, she stood, kissed me one more time, turned - leading me by my cock - like it was a leash and said "let's go upstairs".

I did my best penguin impression as I walked up the stairs (pants still around my ankles) to her room. She pushed me back on the huge king size bed, and removed my shoes, socks and pants. She pulled her pants and panties off, took my cock in her mouth once again, getting me nice and hard before rolling a condom on me. She then straddled me, slipped me right inside her and proceeded to fuck me. She had this short stroke rhythm as she rode me. She came over and over, each time starting with a whisper and gradually getting louder "fuck, fuck, fuck..." and yelling "I'm cumming!"!

Then she did the weirdest thing, she'd apologize for cumming and then start right up again! I tried to reach up and and remove her shirt and bra, so I could play with her kitties, but she pushed my hands away "not yet". She continued to ride me, I was starting to get a little bored, it felt great, but it was the exact same thing over and over. She'd fuck me with short little strokes, cum, rest for a second and then start over again. I could feel her juices running down my thighs each time she came!

I later found out that the short stroke technique was the only way she could cum. My cock would hit her gspot each time.

Finally when she was done, she said "your turn, but when you finish, I want you to cum all over my tits". We removed both of our shirts - fully naked for the first time. She had a fat little belly and huge saggy tits. She rolled on her back, basically pulled her legs back so she was practically bent in half and asked me to fuck her as hard as I could. I again did as instructed and pounded her as hard as I could, I probably lasted three minutes before I pulled out, removed the condom and blasted a huge load all over her big tits!

At this point, my anxiety returned about being in enemy territory and I just wanted to get the hell out of there! As I dressed I noticed for the first time the pictures or her and her husband, on the walls, the dresser, even on the damn night stand! I quickly dressed, made sure I didn't leave anything "damning" behind. She walked me to the door, got up on her tippy toes and kissed me one last time.

We continued to chat over email and got together one more time at a run down motel before work one morning. Then I began, what I would later call the "slow drift" ... I wasn't terribly attracted to her and there were MANY other bites on the "S.A.A.D." post! Emails got fewer and fewer between us until one day ATC was forgotten!

Next up, Select Comfort ... stay tuned to find out how she got the moniker!