"What a cocky asshole!" is exactly what I (Alex - F40s) thought when I met Chase (M40s) at a work event. But fuck if there wasn't an instant jolt of electricity at first seeing him. By the end of the hour, I wanted to punch Chase in the face and wrestle him (naked) at the same time. Chase called it "static" and that's exactly what it felt like. We left the event with very professional promises to email each other.

I sent him a note with proof of how I was right from our argument and asked if we could meet up again. We set up lunch a few days later. The meal was full of both tension and ease simultaneously. We talked about really smart things like software programs, books we were each writing... and really dumb stuff like why plastic straws are great and some guy with an impressive man purse who kept walking past the table. When lunch finished, Chase shook my hand but it was the start of the pandemic, so as soon as he left I immediately washed it off. (Oh, the irony given where we're evolved to now!)

I found out later that Chase was trying to figure out how to see me again after our initial meeting. If I hadn't suggested lunch, he would have. There was no way we weren't going to see what this was or where it might go.

Over the next few months we verbally sparred on email, had a few flirty professional Zooms, and eventually progressed to text. When "cosplay" came up, we realized we both think of it only in the sexual sense and that opened the door. Chase introduced me to the NSFW version of Reddit. Given the pandemic and living pretty far apart, we developed an online dirty relationship... eventually co-cumming over Reddit chat more than a couple times.

One morning in summer, Chase sent a text that he was in my neighborhood and to come out to coffee right away. We hadn't seen each other in person since that lunch. We met outside and it was like I couldn't breathe. Such a shock. And OMG I was incredibly turned on. I don't think I was able to utter a complete sentence the entire time.

After coffee, Chase walked me back to my car in the parking garage... where he kissed me. But this wasn't some sweet kiss. Nope. Chase spun me around so my back was pressed against his chest. He slipped his hand down my pants, found my clit in a second, and within minutes proceeded to get me off with his fingers - a first for me! (Nobody, not even me, had been able to do that before! I'm more of an indirect contact / vibrator girl.) This was all in plain sight, middle of the morning, and I loved it.

I didn't get to touch him, but as he walked away, he made sure I could see his cock was hard, big, and totally unencumbered by briefs. I was thrilled! Chase knew what he was doing with my body, got me off, had a hot cock, and went commando. Hallelujah! I began plotting how to get my mouth on him...