Peter was meant to land in an hour! We’d been apart for most of this year, given the quarantine and all the closing of borders we couldn’t really just hop onto a plane and meet up for the weekend. Long-distance relationships aren’t particularly easy, but this year has definitely brought it up to a new level.
But now that New Year’s Eve was finally here I didn’t care much because finally, he was coming home. A night that I had been looking forward to for such a long time, and I planned to make it unforgettable. Since he had to stay in quarantine, I decided on having a cosy night in. Besides, both of us needed some serious catching up, especially in the bedroom.
I’d set out all the candles, rose petals and wine – when I had a better idea. Over the months, we’d been having phone sex continuously to make up for the lack of touch. I’d touch myself, bringing myself to orgasm over and over again as I’d hear him breathe heavily at the other end, on the brink of orgasm as well.