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hold my chest to stop my heart from exploding inside me. But he had only seen my face and not my body…
    Tats’n’cars: Those bra straps look familiar, but I can’t see for sure if they are the one I sent you or not…
    Flexy Curves: I love these! How did you know my size??? And showing only the straps is part of the plan ;)
    Tats’n’cars: Let’s just say I have an eye for these things ;)
    Flexy Curves: Why am I not surprised? LOL
    Tats’n’cars: How about you spin around for me? I can’t see if they are as perfect on you as I’d imagined unless you show them off…
    Flexy Curves: I thought we were supposed to keep it completely platonic until we’d actually met? ;)
    Tats’n’cars: I don’t remember agreeing to that. Do you remember it? There’s no way you can remember that, so you can’t argue that ;)
    Flexy Curves: But I’m not sure if I’m up for it. We’ve spoken about this before… you know how I feel about my body…
    Tats’n’cars: I do remember the conversations we’ve had, but confidence is the key. Remember?
    Flexy Curves: I guess, but still!
    Tats’n’cars: There’s only one way to find out, you know? Either way, it’s up to you.
    Every rejection I’d had in my life until this moment went through my mind. All the countless hours I’d spent looking for clothes that fit my body type and thinking finding clothes that fit me would have finally made men approach me, but they hadn’t. It had been the same way with everything I tried. A new hairstyle would surely work? It didn’t. Trying a completely new style? No luck.
    I fidgeted with the edge of my laptop and my palms were beginning to sweat. Would he stop speaking to me if I didn’t show myself to him? Or would he understand?
    The conversations we’d had told me he wouldn’t stop talking to me, but I might lose my chance of ever meeting him if I postponed him seeing my body.
    I stood up and turned around. My whole body trembled from having a complete stranger looking at my almost naked body with all its curves. I covered my wide hips with my hands, which must have made me look the most awkward person in underwear in the history of the world. I heard the quiet peeping of the laptop indicating that he was sending me messages. He could have left already, but he didn’t, which could only mean that he liked what he saw... or that was what I tried to keep telling myself anyway. No matter how hard I tried to look natural, my hands were glued to my hips so he wouldn’t see them.
    My anxiousness got the better of me, and I sat down after I’d shown him as much as I was comfortable with.
    Tats’n’cars: Holy shit! I’m speechless
    Tats’n’cars: C’mon, a little more? Please?
    Tats’n’cars: You can’t just tease me like that!
    My heart burst when I read his messages. The most overwhelming sensation of warm blood rushing through from my extremities to my stomach.
    Flexy Curves: Of course I can ;) What about you? I thought we had a deal??
    Tats’n’cars: I wanted you to ask for it ;)
    Tats’n’cars is now broadcasting.
    His camera showed him lounging on a chair. I could make out his muscular legs and a tight row of abs. He didn’t have any clothes on except some tight boxers that had a visible bulge. Without noticing it at first, I was licking my lips.
    Flexy Curves: That’s what I like ;) But what’s that bulge
    Tats’n’cars: Oh, it’s nothing…
    Flexy Curves: BUT IT’S SOMETHING! A sneak peek?
    I’d never behaved this way before and the words came out of my brain unfiltered. I didn’t speak to men like this. Heck, I’d never had the chance to, but still finding myself talking dirty to him caught me by surprise.
    Tats’n’cars: Ok, just this one time ;)
    He pushed his boxers down a bit, exposing first a groomed bush before the reason behind the large bulge started to become visible inch by inch. The thick shaft of his cock seemed to be larger than my wrist and seemed to go on forever.
    Flexy Curves: Holy shit