Am I too young?

[roughedges]

Lexy breathed a sigh of relief ... mostly because Steve didn't turn out to be a jerk.

I'm wearing shorts, a t-shirt, a bra, and panties ... and a rubber band holding my hair in a ponytail.

 

[Blase]

Steve's heart started to beat faster.

He was really enjoying playing with Lexy. He didn't want it to end.

Hopefully she'd remember that he couldn't see her.

Undress from the waist up, please.

 

[roughedges]

Lexy just stared at the screen - "Undress from the waist up, please." She didn't expect that at all. Her heart was beating fast, and her face was flushed.

She looked around, even though she knew she was alone. Madison wasn't due home for several hours.

Slowly she pulled her t-shirt over her head and placed it on the dining room table beside her laptop. Then she unhooked her bra, took it off, and laid it on her shirt. Now sitting naked from the waist up, she typed her response to Steve.

Done

 

[Blase]

Steve let out his breath without realizing he'd been holding it.

How do you feel?

 

[roughedges]

Lexy thought about his question for a minute.

A little crazy ... excited ... free. And I hope my roommate doesn't come home early.

 

[Blase]

Steve had to make sure that Lexy knew he was taking her safety and her reputation seriously.

Well, I can tell you that I'm not planning to go out.

But please let me know if your privacy or anything else becomes a concern. Anything at all.

<Send>

But meanwhile, crazy, excited and free... is good.

Truth or dare?

<Send>

 

[roughedges]

Lexy smiled at his first comment but didn't really know what to say about that. She thought of a couple of flirty remarks, but none sounded 'natural.' She was very thankful he didn't laugh at her response to his last question.

I appreciate your thoughts about my safety and privacy, as they are constantly on my mind. I will definitely let you know if something concerns me in this regard.

<Send>

Truth

<Send>

 

[Blase]

There was so much he didn't know.

And he wanted to know all of it.

Describe yourself for me, Lexy.

 

[roughedges]

I'm 5'3" and curvy (not a euphemism for fat). My brown hair is a little past shoulder length and usually in a ponytail. I have green eyes, wear glasses, and prefer not wearing shoes.

She looked at this description and wasn't sure it was what he was looking for.

Hopefully this will do. Steve is welcome to ask more questions if he wants to.

Will you describe yourself for me, please?

<Send>

 

[Blase]

She sounds hot.

He was having more fun being on the leading end of things, but the question was fair.

I'm 5'9" and about 160 lbs. I wear glasses to read, but not for driving.

What's left of my hair is brown, but there is much less of it than when I was your age. My eyes are blue.

He thought of offering a tame photo, but he wasn't sure if Lexy was ready to offer her own yet, so let that wait a bit.

I guess I'm pretty average looking. Some girls have called me handsome but that, frankly, surprises me when it happens. Many do not seem to be impressed. I guess you'll have to decide for yourself.

<Send>

Truth or dare?

<Send>

 

[roughedges]

Maybe some day she'd be able to decide for herself - in person, but for now, Steve sounded quite handsome. Lexy thought again how much she was enjoying their conversation.

She imagined what he might dare her to do, then reminded herself that she wouldn't be able to guess. He'd already surprised her once.

Dare

 

[Blase]

Despite your misgivings about your old boyfriend's trustworthiness, there is ONE person you can ALWAYS trust to keep anything you wish private.

I want her to take a selfie now.

 

[roughedges]

Although her smile fell a little as she read Steve's message, it appeared again after a minute or two spent in careful consideration. There was no way she could've guessed Steve would dare her to do this, but Lexy liked the way he posed the request very much.

She reasoned with herself that she could lock and hide the picture in a folder on her phone so no one would ever see it. Then she remembered the feeling she had when she'd partially disrobed and wanted to feel that way again.

Not totally comfortable with being nude, she placed her arm in such a way that she was partially covered. After verifying that the picture was a decent one, she let Steve know.

I did it.

 

[Blase]

Still trying not to sound like a broken record (or, in the parlance of Lexy's generation, a corrupted MP3 file), he was careful not to just type How do you feel? again.

Take a good look at the girl in the picture, Lexy. Tell me a little bit about what she's thinking and feeling.

Does a new photographic angle give her a clearer perspective on anything?

 

[roughedges]

She read his message several times, loving the way he used words - so precise, fashioning them to convey his thoughts so perfectly. She made a mental note to work on that; she could afford to be much more like Steve in that way.

Her first reaction after reading his question about her thoughts and feelings was “Coward”! She felt like a cheater – like she’d deceived Steve, even though he’d never know about her arm in the picture. Besides that, though, she was excited. This was her own naughty secret … well, hers and Steve’s.

The girl in the picture looked flushed and excited ... but relaxed and quite happy. Her face didn't show uncertainty about having a nude photo taken of her, and her eyes were playful and flirty.

Ok, I have to clear my conscience. You'd never know this, but I positioned my arms in such a manner that a small part of my chest was covered in the picture - not quite ready to bare it all. There’s no mistaking my lack of clothes, but it doesn't show a completely nude torso.

I think I’ll be happy to have this picture when I get older … a reminder of younger, perkier times. If nothing else, it’ll stand as proof that I wasn’t always a shy wallflower.

<Send>

Lexy wasn’t truly happy with the picture and knew that her 50-year-old self would be frustrated that she wasn’t brave enough to do it right. In a sudden decision, she picked up her phone, aimed it, and took another picture – without ‘props.’ It was thrilling looking at this one. She noticed that the girl in the picture had the same look in her face. Smiling to herself, she acknowledged her bravery … and her arousal.

I’m not a cheater. Shy, yes. Too much 'in my head' at times, yes – at times. But a cheater and coward – nope. I just took another picture … with nothing between me and the camera. I feel exhilarated. The girl in the picture does, too.

<Send>

 

[Blase]

That's so hot.

Steve started to formulate a somewhat milder reply than the one that had flashed into his head, then thought better of it. Lexy deserved to know the kind of reaction she was drawing.

That's so hot, Lexy.

Very well done.

<Send>

Do you still like the way my mind works?

<Send>

 

[roughedges]

A big smile enveloped Lexy's whole face when his message popped up, letting her know he was enjoying this also. She was relieved he had no comment about her first picture and felt a strange pride in pleasing him.

Thank you. Yes, I really do.

 

[Blase]

Then I'm wondering how you'd feel about something less like Truth or Dare and more like D/s.

Not terribly different in that I don't think you need an actual safeword yet. Obviously, you're not bound or anything, and I literally can't do anything *to* you, so I think we're okay with our agreement that you'll let me know if you have any issues or concerns that come up.

But I think we can drop the Truth or Dare format in favor of a more natural flow of questions and directions from a dominant to his submissive.

How does that feel?

 

[roughedges]

That would make the conversation go a little more smoothly, she thought. And, he told me to speak up if I had any concerns.

I think that would be fine. Let's do it ...

 

[Blase]

So far she'd taken everything in stride.

He hadn't been lying to her: Oh, yes, it was hot.

Part of him wanted to keep Lexy playing all night.

Let's start with some more info, Lexy. Remember that I'm literally working blind here.

For example, what kind of place do you and your roommate have? If you're in college, I'm assuming either an apartment or a dorm room, but I don't know.

 

[roughedges]

We live in an apartment complex. My roommate stayed in town after she graduated and has lived here for a couple of years. I was lucky that her previous roommate moved out right before school started, so I never had to live in the dorms.

 

[Blase]

Cool.

Geez, it was a good thing she couldn't read his mind.

That sounds great, Lexy.

Granted that, for my own selfish reasons, I hope it affords you reasonable privacy... but that certainly seems to be the case tonight.

What part of the apartment are you in right now?

 

[roughedges]

I'm sitting at the dining room table. This area and the living room are open.

I'm here alone for another couple of hours.

 

[Blase]

Steve's heart sank just a little. Two hours was not nothing, but he knew just how fast it could could go by.

I'm glad you told me that, Lexy. Two hours... can pass surprisingly fast.

I want to pay you some attention tonight, while there's time.

 

[roughedges]

What do you mean?