I have been a reader of your magazine over the years, but never thought I’d have something to write to you about.

I’m a petite 28-year-old with long red hair. I have a curvy body, with wide hips and full breasts. My adventure started over e-mail on a rainy Friday afternoon. I discovered that the new computer system allows you to play chess over the network. So I started a game with my friend Alvin.

Alvin and I are both married, yet there are definite sparks when we’re together. We’ve been friends a long time, but I think we both wanted to take our friendship one step further. On this particular day my computer beeped with his move in our ongoing chess game. Things were getting heated, but I was in the lead. My phone rang. I picked it up. It was Alvin.

“So what are you wearing?” he said.

I told him I had on a short brown silk dress with brown stockings. He said, “No, what are you wearing underneath?” I felt my cunt dampen and my breathing quicken slightly as I imagined him undressing me. “I’m wearing a black lace bra.” I was trying to concentrate on the chess game, because I wasn’t quite sure where he was going with this. “Tell me, what would you like me to do to you?” I didn’t understand. “What do you mean?” I said. Alvin gave a little laugh and said slyly, “If I were there right now, what would you want me to do to you?”

I decided to take the plunge and pretend he really was here. I asked him to hold on. I stood up shakily, shut my office door, and drew the blinds. I picked up the phone and said, “If you were here, I would like you to feel how wet you’re making me.” He said, “Good, listen and do what I tell you to do. Lift up your dress.” I slid my hand underneath my dress and could feel the heat coming from my pussy. I captured his bishop and then asked what to do next.

“Take your finger and slide it under your panties and feel your warm clit. I’m getting harder just thinking about you doing that.” I took my hand and started rubbing my clit. His voice was so sexy, I imagined his huge rod growing in his pants. My breathing grew more rapid, and in the back of my mind I realized that someone could walk in at any moment. But this only increased my desire. My pussy was hot and wet, and I listened to his voice again: “I would walk into your office and grab your breasts from behind and pinch your right nipple lightly and then kiss the back of your neck and run my hands over your breasts.” God, I was sliding my finger in and out of my cunt, imagining his hands on my breasts. My nipples were rock hard. I glanced at my screen and saw that he had my king in check. I took the easy way out. I moved my king out of the way and waited for his next move.

“Then I’d turn your chair around, spread your legs, run my tongue along that juicy slit of yours, and lick all your beautiful cunt juice.” Just these words were enough to bring me to the edge. I glanced up at my screen and his rook plunged through my defensive line and took my queen. I imagined his tongue between my legs, and slid my finger in deeper. I unbuttoned my dress, pinched my nipple lightly, and felt my back arch as I imagined his hands on my breasts and his mouth on my cunt. “I would lick your clit very lightly and slide my tongue all over your juicy mound. Then I’d take my little finger and get it nice and wet with your sweet juice and very slowly slide it up your ass — just a little bit at a time — and you’d be begging for more.”

I moved my bishop to within striking distance of his king. My breath was coming in small, shallow gulps as I imagined his cock inside me. “Then I’d push you back on your chair and ask you to tell me what you wanted. Come on, tell me what you really want. But you’d hesitate, because you don’t want to say those words to me. But I’d just ram my fingers deeper inside you and lick you a little bit faster and a little bit harder. My mouth is completely full of your juice now and my cock is huge and hard and wants to fuck you. Oh, yeah, baby, I want to fuck you.”

I felt the unmistakable warmth between my legs, and I knew I was about to explode. “Yes, yes, I want you to fuck me,” I moaned. “Please fuck me now. Fuck me hard.” My fingers rammed themselves in and out of my cunt as I imagined his huge, juicy cock, and my body shuddered and exploded as I saw all the colors of the rainbow.

My body was covered with sweat. I slid back into my chair and stared at the screen. I was spent. His next move popped up on my screen. I was checkmated. I smiled to myself as I realized why he’d called. But I’m looking forward to our next game. This time I’ll call him.