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shoulders.”
    Your breath speeds up and I hear a
light groan. I grin and wiggle under the covers pulling them to my
waist.
    “You are fantasizing,” you state
quietly. “I am loving it!” Your encouragement makes me feel that my
fantasy is productive. Your silence tells me to
continue.
    “I whisper, ‘Hello Hun.’ You grab my
butt and kiss my neck. I sigh, ‘Why do I want you immediately, even
after I have just had you?’ You look at me and smile but don't
answer me for several moments."
    “I wouldn’t be able to answer with
your naked body against me in the light of day.” You tease causing
me to gasp dramatically. Your breath is faster and deeper. “I might
eventually say something cocky to try to bluff you. To hide how
shocked I am to find you there. Maybe like… ‘You haven’t just had
me. I have been at work.’ Or something along those
lines.”
    “Uhm hmm,” I hum as I turn to my side
to get more comfortable. “Shall I go on?” I ask as you mutter
something. I hear you shifting in the seat of your
cruiser.
    “Please, Babe, go on, I am very
interested.”
    “You let me back you to the bed and
push you down. I throw my dripping hair back over my shoulders as I
straddle you. You kiss me and then just look at me.”
    “Yes I do love to look at you.” You
agree as your voice deepens. “If you were naked and wet, straddling
my lap in broad daylight, I must admit I would look at you as long
as you would let me.” This statement makes me wetter than just
being in your bed and wearing your shirt does.
    “Really baby?” I moan out as I turn to
my back and touch my clit gently. “My being naked in the daylight
is that big of a deal to you?” I encourage.
    “Oh Babe, I am a man,” you growl. You
curse loudly. I hear more rubbing noises.
    “Pants a bit tight officer?” I tease.
I sink a finger over my hard clit, gasping as I do.
    “What are you doing?” you demand. I
still my finger. I pant heavier.
    “Uhm,” I moan, stalling. I hear you
shift again.
    “Are you touching my pussy?” you
demand. I nod first then answer you.
    “I did for a second,” I
confess.
    “FUCK!” you yelp a bit loudly in my
ear. “You don’t do phone sex,” you remind me. I sigh as I remove my
finger from my aching clit.
    “No, I am no good at it,” I agree. You
growl a bit before answering me.
    “Babe, we are having a kind of phone
sex right now,” you whisper softly. I raise a brow and
gasp.
    “Oh you’re right!” I respond. Your
chuckle warms me, making me more brazen. I want to please you.
“Shall I go on? Tell you more of the story I am going to write?” I
tease. I writher a bit as I spread my legs wide under your covers.
My juices trickle down my ass to your clean sheets.
    “Oh hell yes!” you agree,
groaning.
    “Are you touching yourself?” I quietly
demand.
    “You know I am!” you grit out. You
sigh heavily. “It will be three days before I see you,” you
continue between pants.
    “Uhm,” I moan again wanting you to be
surprised. I don’t tell you that the trip was cancelled because of
enclimate weather. “The story will go on something like this,” I
tell you. I am loving your sex voice and your husky noises. “I’ll
say something to get you hotter for me like… ‘In my mind I had you
in the tub,’ I confess blushing beet red and look down at your
shirt front. ‘Ahh,’ you sigh and pull me tighter to you. ‘Tell me
what you did in the tub,’ you say quietly. I stammer out, ‘You
know,’ mortified that you almost caught me.” I stop talking as I
touch my clit again breathing faster now, listening as you
masturbate to my words.
    “Fuck! You make me crazy,” you moan. I
sigh softly as I circle my clit faster.
    “You make me crazy too,” I whisper as
I arch, wetting your sheets more. I draw my legs up and plant my
feet, spreading my knees wide.
    “Your noises, how you move as we
fuck,” you continue raggedly. I moan and begin rubbing my clit
faster up and down. “Yes,