Fatal Attraction – Part 0

Hello readers, greetings from Linga again. This sex story that I am going to relate is an interesting combination of interwoven stories that is going to be quite long and full of unexpected turns. I will try to be as comprehensive and as accurate in translation as possible as the conversations have all been in Tamil and English.

I am Lingeshwaran, often called as Linga by those who know me. This experience is going to be pretty long and is not just a bang-bang-go-go story. This is going to be quite detailed and long and is going to be rather very long. Note that I will try and let the natural feelings evolve out of the characters and hence make it more interesting. If you are looking for just a sexual encounter, I would be totally disappointing you on that front as this is not going to start with any such occurrence.

My wife and I had had a very good sexual life. But, in spite of that I felt that there was something interestingly missing even though we had had a lot of sex, almost to the count of at least two sessions a day (night one long and detailed session and early morning, a quickie kind of session). But shortly after our honeymoon and after a little longer time, we started seeing a lot of difference and finally got divorced. We got separated after 3 years of marriage and got officially divorced after 6 years of marriage. So, as such, this story is after I got divorced.

After getting out of my divorce, I started to get back to the routine of my life. I was (and still am) staying with my parents. I started working late in the nights and come back exhausted and hit the bed right away. But, little by little, I started getting back to normal, and spent my time browsing at home.

My life, in short, was a barren land, in the sense that I had very few sexual encounters. More often, I usually am satisfied with an online chat with some of the folks that I have met over for a coffee or lunch/dinner. I have quite a few such friends who are interested in doing a video (using skype or yahoo video chat or a hangout chat) or a voice chat (using skype or yahoo or hangout) with me. These are the folks with whom I have established my trust and they have my trust too. This description is one such encounter.

The most amazing part of this adventure is the interesting twists and turs at certain crucial point I time that makes it even more bizarre. It is said that “Truth is stranger than fiction” and this experience makes it virtually come true in more ways than one. I hope you all enjoy this as much as I enjoyed narrating this experience of mine.

After these browsing sessions, I would end up getting hot, but with unquenched thirst, end up just masturbating. At the end of the day, I really did start missing a companion.

More so, because of the passion that I was missing and the loneliness was getting even more outrageous. One of my very close friends suggested me to register in various dating sites. I was very sceptical about it because, how would one trust a person whom one has not seen, and more importantly how would one discuss sex on a virtual footing? This was the main point of my thoughts that kept me from registering at such sites.

Eventually, I succumbed to the online bug. I had registered in various dating sites. The Indians literally treat a dating site as an extended sexual site. While most of the responses were more from women asking for paid meeting, starting from INR 13000 for 2-4 hours to up to 25000 for 8 hours. My interests were never the women who were in need of money or whose were solely transacting a mutual need for money. I was looking for women who are either unsatisfied or widowed or lonely only. This way I avoided any women who were seeking money.

One day, surprisingly, as I was about to delete one such junk mail from one of the dating apps, I was intrigued by the subject line from one of the senders. I was surprised and also was very interested in them mail. So when I opened the mail, I was in for a real surprise.

The lady in question, a Mrs. Sridevi (name changed to protect the identity) had indicated an interest in my profile. Though I refused to share any photos of myself (which I still do), I indicated that I would prefer to chat via emails/messenger first and get to know our interests first. Note that this was not the first such mail that I received. But every such mail I receive, I first ask for an email/messenger chat. If it does work out well, the next step is a real meet at a public place. Just as in other cases, I set forth my conditions and Sridevi agreed as she also felt safe about it.

Initially we started chatting on yahoo messenger. We were mostly conversing about general topics and I particularly avoided any sexual conversations. This proved to be a good point in my favour too. Sridevi started to get more comfortable with me as much as I was starting to get comfortable with her. Every time I chat with her, I usually delete the conversations because my nephew and neice had a habit of looking into my mobile often.

As we started getting more comfortable, we started discussing our interests. Often times, our interests matched beautifully and our discussions and conversations. Our conversations were from philosophy to science to mathematics to Tamil literature, history of Chennai to photography etc.

All this only brought us closer and we were getting along fine. Little by little she started opening up to me and I found myself opening up to her too. She loves her husband very much and she has a girl child too.

She was 40 years old (and I was 40 years old) and she had a daughter who was around 18 years old. She said that she got married when she was 21, doing her college and she finished her college after her marriage. She was a science graduate.

And her husband was 8 years older than her and takes care of everyone in her family very nicely. Her husband was an executive management guy in an IT company.

I told her about my family. That I am a divorcee with no kids. My wife and I parted ways amicably and that I was a single guy looking for NSA kind of fun.

She started asking me about my sexual life when I was married. I told her that it was very satisfying and that we usually had multiple sessions per day. But, as you all know, sex is not the only part of life. There are other things in life that starts to take itself up.

This is the beginning. I hope you liked the start of this sex story. Feel free to pass your comments. I can be reached on Yahoo at [email protected] or in Hangouts at: [email protected] or in skype at [email protected]