I’m out grocery shopping with a couple of friends and as I’m picking out vegetables, my phone dings in a characteristic sound announcing a new message from you. We’ve been talking non-stop for a couple of days now, exchanging fantasies and working out details for our upcoming shenanigans. You’ve kept me pretty agitated and very distracted.. Distracted from work and focused on you, so to speak. I soaked and changed a considerable amount of panties over these days, and had to do an extra load of laundry of just my underwear. Thank you for that.
Oooh looks like you’ve got a proposal for me! Although, most likely you’ll be extremely busy with work all week this week, turns out you have a tight little opening in your evening agenda tonight and are willing to let me live out one of the fantasies from my wish list.
I’m holding an English cucumber in my hand as I read your message and giggle like a kid who was told Christmas is coming early this year. I’m mindlessly putting the long, ripe vegetable into the basket and start typing back. How symbolic, I thought and laughed to myself when I noticed, considering which simple wish you’re about to grant me..