This Is Not Flirting

Me: Hello and good morning. Thank you very much for sharing this story. I must admit that I feel more than a little flattered to have inspired this fantasy.

Yes, I understand your concern that this message could cross a line. Objectively speaking, it is definitely inappropriate, and in a different context, it would certainly be an option to break off contact with you.

Probably even the mildest one. But don't worry. I know where I am here, CHYOA is not kindergarten. And my own posts are not always 100% socially acceptable either.

To show you what I mean, I'll end my reply with a paragraph that could also be borderline. But I feel that we can communicate on this level without misunderstanding or hurting each other. If however this is the case, please let me know openly.

That's why I want to draw a clear line here: For me, this is not flirting or anything like that. I don't “want” anything from you. I just enjoy indulging in my fantasies. This has nothing, absolutely nothing, to do with my real life.

There's a little “Marie” inside me (I think you know what I mean) – cheeky, rebellious, teasing. And writing down her thoughts and ideas is the only way she can express herself.

I hope that's okay with you?

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WARNING This is Marie speaking ;-)

Thanks to the time difference, I found your message this morning after I got up. My partner was still asleep, so I went quietly to the bathroom so as not to wake him up. That's not my usual routine, but hey, it's Sunday, nothing urgent to do, and I'm alone, so I stayed on the potty and checked my smartphone. And that's how I found your private story for myself. Curious as I am, I immediately started reading it. And I couldn't stop. It was almost a little surreal. I sat there, without panties, legs spread, and felt a tugging sensation in my tummy, a tingling even deeper. Hm...

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Him: I knew I was taking a risk, but as my girlfriend says, “It's great to get up and have a reason to start the day off right—namely, feeling satisfied!”