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A most unexpected encounter (neglectedmom x Elembivos)

Emma was steady in the moment and wanted to give her response the same attention he did with his to her question earlier

'Well, I think I've always been more attracted to mature, intelligent guys. And there are just not many of them my age. But it's more than that, it's the experience and wisdom that comes with age, the ability to hold and maintain a conversation and if I'm being completely honest a little bit has to do with control, I don't want to always be in control, I want to give in and be led by a man, be taught by a man and things like that. That probably sounds silly for someone my age, I've just always considered I am more likely to get that from an older man. And, on a lighter note I absolutely adore and love a man with graying hair and a graying beard, I find that so incredibly sexy, and I guess there is a little more than I'm a bit embarrassed to say…'

She paused at that moment and loved how he was just listening intently

'And it's this, how you've simply looked at me and listened when I speak, not listening to respond but listening to truly hear me'
 
Giving her his full attention, he listened to every word that she said, nodding in between, encouraging her to continue.

''I get what you mean. Feeling heard and having a partner, be it a romantic partner or just someone that you are in a conversation with, that gives you and this moment all of their attention are qualities that are hard to find these days. At least that's what it feels like. What you want doesn't sound silly at all, quite the opposite. I think that it's very attractive in a woman when she knows what she wants and you give that impression away.''

Smirking, he looked at her for a moment.

''The more that we talk to each other, the more I start to believe that the 98% score was accurate. Don't be embarrassed to tell me what it is that you want. I think we are long past the point of anything being embarrassing.''

Reaching out with his hand, he moved a strain of her hair that was out of place to the side. ''Tell me what that little more is.''
 
She felt more comfortable by the moment with him. She was heard and he was asking questions for a deeper and fuller understanding, not projecting on her in any way

'Well, the little more is I kinda want to be told what to do, if that makes any sense at all. Not like in a BDSM type of way but being led, guided, coached almost, both in and outside the bedroom. I feel awkward and am probably not explaining it the best…does any of what I said make sense?'
 
Moving his hand to her cheek, Matt swallowed hard and found himself wanting to kiss her at what she told him. She had no idea how much what she was looking for was exactly what he wanted to give a partner.

''Yes it does, very much so. I can understand this desire of yours because I experience something similar, just from the opposite end. The desire to be in charge, to be in control but in a caring way is something I wanted to live out since forever.''

Biting his lip, he looked at Emma for a moment. Even though this was only supposed to be a run ... even though the circumstances that they found themselves in weren't optimal ... in this moment he felt an urge to kiss her, it took over his whole thinking. It felt as if she was exactly what he was longing for.

Throwing caution overboard, he started to lean in to her, closing the distance to kiss her just a bit when suddenly his phone went off. ''Shit ... bad timing, sorry.'' Taking his phone out, he silenced the alarm and put it away again. ''I would love to continue talking to you but we have to start going back, I have an appointment at work in a few hours.''

Standing up, he offered his hand to her. Not that she would need any help to stand up, it just felt like the right thing to do.
 
Emma felt heard and reassured and loved that he understood her desires and was of the mind to fulfill them

When he began leaning in her heart began racing in anticipation and then his phone buzzed and the moment was lost, it was probably for the best she thought as he stood and helped her up

'No worries, I think it might rain anyway so good to head back' she said as they both started jogging back in the direction they came from
 
Jogging back alongside her, Matt couldn't help but to think back to the moment before his phone went off. He was about to kiss her and if he wasn't mistaken, then Emma wasn't about to pull back. Cursing his phone in his thoughts, they both ran back to where he had parked his car.

By the time they arrived, the sky was dark. Emma was right about the rain but it happened earlier than expected as the first drops began to fall right in that moment. ''I really enjoyed today with you and want to see you again. I will text you tonight when I'm back from work.''

He waited until she was in her car before he got into his own and drove to his workplace.
 
As they were heading to their cars she responded to him 'I really did too, it was nice to feel heard and understood, even if I over shared a little bit. But thank you so much Mr. Cross and please do text me when you can'

She waved sweetly as he headed to her car, when she got in she was able to calm herself a little but then settled into a smile on her face, she really liked how things were moving with them
 
Once he was at work, after he took a shower and put on new clothes, the day went by rather fast. His thoughts wandered back all the time to the time he had spend with Emma, how easy it was to talk to her and how it felt when he leaned in to her just before his phone went off.

In the late afternoon when he returned home, he looked at his cameras. Taking pictures, which was his job years and years ago, was still something he enjoyed to do and he couldn't help but to think how much he would like to take pics of Emma. Walking over to his bathroom, he began to fill his bathtub with water and then stripped out of his clothes before he laid down in the tub and enjoyed the feeling of the warmth on his body as his muscles started to relax. Reaching out to his phone, he began to text Emma.

'Hey there, am done with work and back home. Hope you had a good or at least productive day. My thoughts are still very much at this morning. I really enjoyed the time we spend together and to talk to you. But you said something before you drove off that I wanted to address. You haven't overshared anything. Yes, we talked about things that we probably don't bring up in general conversations but I'm glad that we can talk openly about that all without of fear of being judged. In fact do I hope to have many more conversations with you and that we can continue to talk about anything. And I also really want to see you again.'
 
Emma's day was mostly uneventful, she had to do some grocery shopping and grab some foundation that she ran out of but all the time her mind was on Mr. Cross. There was definitely something there, what exactly only time will tell but this was the most into something she has been in forever. Which all made his message all the more welcome

'My day was good, ran some errands and just getting back home now. Thank you for saying I didn't over share, it was a really good conversation and I have never felt that comfortable sharing what I shared with anyone, so thank you for creating that space for me. You have no idea how good it feels good to be heard, I hope I provided some of the same for you'

She changed into casual clothes and made herself comfortable on her couch eagerly awaiting his reply
 
'You did very much. Normally I don't talk with anyone about the stuff we both talked about and to be honest with you, I was very nervous to bring that all up this morning. But the way that you reacted to everything was wonderful and now I'm very glad about everything that we've talked about. The conversation this morning also showed me how much I miss it to have conversations that have some real depth. To get that wasn't my intention when I signed up on the app but I'm very grateful that I got that with you now. Thank you.'

After he send the text out, he put the phone away and then added some jasmine oil to his warm water, enjoying the scent that spread out in his bathroom. With his eyes closed he began to relax while he waited eagerly for the sound that his phone made when he received a text.
 
'Well you have no idea how much I love hearing that and I could not agree more. You opening up to me about a very personal thing for you showed your vulnerability and trust in me. I am sure that has been weighing on you for some time now?'

She asked sincerely, she was trying to give him more space to dive into that more and really get his feelings out about it
 
'Some of it, yes. Especially the part about enjoying the thought to cheat on my wife. When I first discovered that, it felt so wrong and I struggled with that. It really took some time for me to come to terms with it. Talking to you today about that helped as well. Have you ever talked to anyone about your desires?'

Placing his phone on the side, he washed himself before he got out of the tub, put sweaters on and walked into the kitchen where he started to prepare something to eat.
 
'Goodness no, you were the very first person I've ever shared some of that with. I've always felt embarrassed about some of those desires or felt like I would be judged for them so I've kept them in, which made today so much more special to me. I felt mostly comfortable sharing with you, especially after you shared some of the struggles your wife and you are experiencing'

Sitting in boy shorts and a hoodie on her couch she was primarily focused on the text conversation while her dinner was heating up
 
'There's nothing to be embarrassed about, your desires are safe with me. Don't know how it felt for you but when you told me about your desire to be controlled by someone while I desire to be in control all the time, it made me feel a certain way. The struggles with my wife or rather because of ... ... well ... my size felt embarrassing to share. Just for the laughs ... when I thought about what the 2% might be where we don't match, I thought that it's surely my size. So when you didn't ran away this morning when I shared that, it felt good. I mean ... not that it matters but ... it just felt good.'

Pouring himself a glass of water, he drank from it while he fried the vegetables in a pan.
 
'It's funny you say that, I thought the 2% might be related to that for another reason though. But it wasn't and I loved that you were comfortable sharing that with me, that's not an easy thing to discuss, even more so considering how we know each other. So when you opened up about that it made feel good, admittedly made me curious too. I mean I know what criteria I set on the app so I guess I already kinda know 😂'

She said this completely enjoying this conversation and definitely wanted it to continue
 
Chuckling softly as he read her text, he began to reply right away.

'Now I wonder what exactly you are curious about. I mean ... to think that you know doesn't mean that you really know. Ask any questions that you might have. Or is it less about questions you have and more a curiosity that can only be stilled in a visual manner? :sneaky: By the way, when we started texting I thought that it would be kind of weird to text with you, considering our past and how we know each other. But I'm pleasantly surprised to figure out that it's not weird at all for me and I hope that it isn't weird for you either.'
 
'OMG that is so sweet and I was worried about the same thing, it is so totally not weird at all, in fact I like it a lot. And ok you are trying to put me on the spot about 'that' aren't you? I chose 9.5+, I'll just say that…'

She was nervous suddenly, in a good and playful way completely
 
'Know what you mean and agree with you. In fact, it makes this whole situation even more interesting to me. It's like this saying that the forbidden fruit tastes best. And in this case, the forbidden fruit is also totally gorgeous and smart, two qualities that I enjoy. And yes, I wanted to put you on the spot. I like the thought to tease you. Wish you were here so that I could look at you when I don't tell you that it's close to 10 but instead ask you if you want me to tell you or if you want to measure it yourself?'

A wide grin spread across his lips as he send the text out.
 
'Well the same goes in return for you! This is definitely probably wrong on some levels, or a few of them, but it also feels right the more we chat, I don't know maybe it's just me. I will say I trust your word and would not need to measure, I am sure it is every bit as massive as I think it is, or hope it is'
 
The conversation took a turn that made Matt lick his lips as he began to fantasize about Emma and felt his pants getting tighter around his crotch area.

'The idea of it being wrong, the taboo that comes with it makes it more exciting for me. So I can say for sure that it is not only you, I feel the same. Maybe you will figure out in time how massive it is and if you can handle it. It's a thought that I like ... something I'm hoping for.'
 
'I totally agree about the taboo of it, and part of me feels guilty saying that considering you're my good friends dad but another part of me is super turned on by it. I think it is safe to say I want, no, I need to find out Mr. Cross. I feel super dorky saying this but I have been so wet just chatting with you today. I've never felt this just from a conversation'
 
Holding his phone in front of him, he took a picture of his pants where by now a proper tent was pitching after he read her text. Sending the picture, he added the text:

'It turns me on to know that our conversation has this effect on you and that you call me Mr. Cross turns my arousal up ten times more.' Licking over his lips, he added. 'Send me a picture of you, I want to see you.'
 
'OMG Mr. Cross!! It looks freaking huge under your pants!!'

She sent that, along with this as she took her hoodie off and snapped a picture for him
 
'Wow Emma, you turn me on, I think my erection just grew another inch and I can feel it throbbing. It turns me on when you do what I tell you to do. It makes me want to drop my pants and stroke my length. I've never been as turned on by chatting with someone as I am right now ... all because of you.'
 
'Well, you remember what I mentioned to you earlier that I was embarrassed to share, don't you? I am a pleaser and it turns me on to be given direction'
 
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