"Hi Kitten. What are you wearing now?"
She could feel the heat rushing to her face as she squirmed in her chair feeling the desire building in her. The funny thing was she hadn't realized how much she missed him to until just then. "Well let's see today I'm wearing black jeans with a green camisole and boots."
"Ah babe you know just how to get to me." As always he was warm and soft yet so powerful. "Come on now tell me everything."
Before she knew what she was doing she was telling him everything. Starting with the jeans she was wearing and how they fit tight in all the right places. She told him how they clung just right to her hips showing off her ass. Then describing the camisole she had on that was daringly low exposing her cleavage. She told him that she wasn't wearing a bra and how her pierced nipples were poking at the fabric. "Oh my dirty little slut." he said openly thrilled by her revelations. "Touch yourself for me."
"I can't do that what if Missa comes in."
" You know you want to. You know you want to let loose and be wild for me. We both know you want me to teach you things."
On impulse she found herself locking the door and turning down the lights. Of course she wanted to. He had started that fire in her. The fire that would always start as a tingle at the base of her spine but would soon spread through her and take her over. Without thinking she reached up and slowly unbuttoned her blouse to reveal her breasts.
"Are your nipples hard my whorepet? Remember you have to tell me everything."
"Yes Master they're so hard. They're hard wanting you to touch them lick them, suck them." The fire that had been slowly building in her had reached the boiling point now and she gave in to the desire he had kindled in her. Taking a deep breath she let herself go. "I'm sitting here at my desk all alone playing with my hard nipples just for you Master. Oh Master you can't believe how wet my pussy is getting just knowing I'm touching myself for you."