It was Friday night and I was wishing I was with him.
Chest heaving, pussy tingling, and fingers doing their job.
I was about to cum when I got a text message. “I’m around” was all it said. I smiled the biggest smile. My bright blue eyes sparkled at the thought.
“Hey there” I texted back.
He asked “what are you up to?” Coyly, as if he didn’t know.
“Taking care of myself” I told him. How could you not know what that meant?
He asked what toy I was using… I loved using the toy that made me think of him. And he knew that.
I wanted him. He knew that too. So he pushed to see how far I would go. Little did he know I was halfway to my car already. Short skirt, no bra.
Halfway to his place he texted again… “Why are you so quiet? It’s so unlike you.” I giggled. I could be quiet when I needed to be.
I got to his house and snuck in the front door. I made it all the way to his bedroom without him noticing me.
“You should really learn to lock your door.” I whispered as I removed my top.