(A males fantasy) I am not the model type.(A males fantasy) I am not the model type. I have an above average mentality but my body has suffered the effects of sitting behind my desk for long hours and not getting the proper exercise. I have many interests and am knowledgeable about many different things so I can hold my own in many types of situations. I am very confident in my handling of people and in my own sexuality. I am married to a beautiful woman named Sunnie and we have a very open sexual relationship that is very closed when it comes to our love and devotion for each other. Knowing this little bit of background might possibly help you understand my total shock when I received a phone call at my office one day. This woman had told my secretary her name was Linda (pronounced with the i sounding like a long e which is the Spanish word for beautiful) and that the call was personal. I couldn't resist the temptation so I said I would accept the call. This incredibly sexy, young voice came on the line and started talking about me. She said she knew who I was and that she found me very exciting and wanted to get to know me better. She said she had been watching me lately and knew everything about me. I asked her what she meant by "everything" and she said she had seen my wife and knew that we were swingers and that my wife was bi. Since my wife and I do not make this information public knowledge I was more then a little surprised. I asked her how she knew this and she said she would tell me more later. I asked Linda why she called and she said she wanted to get to know me and my wife better. She also said she would talk to me in person sometime in the next week without me knowing who she was. She then said she had to go and before I could say anything else she hung up. I had told Sunnie about the call and she thought it sounded really interesting. She told me to play it out as long as I wanted to and felt comfortable with the situation. I was going up the wall trying to figure out where a girl would possibly get to know this much about me and my not have the foggiest idea who she was. Needless to say I started having some sleepless nights and found myself daydreaming about my Mystery Lady Linda. I would find myself studying anybody I came in contact with to see if perhaps this was her. I saw nothing. |