I sit staring out the window, waiting. Waiting for him to text me. We've never met but just the sound of his voice can make me cream. Luke and I have been talking for over a year. There is just something about him that pulls me in, draws me to him, like he's my center of gravity, moth to a flame and all that jazz.
I go about my daily work, not really focused on anything in front of me when my cell phone goes off. I reach for it as if it's my last ray of hope in my dark, maddening world. It's him! But it's bad news. He can't get away this weekend like we had planned. This was our third time planning a weekend together and I'm starting to feel like he's stringing me along. So goes the life of being involved with a married man. If what you call what we do being involved.
I text him back saying it's ok, we'll try again some other time. What else would I say? What can I say? He owes me nothing. He's not mine. I have no real claim on him.
But as I sit at my desk, trying to get through the rest of my day at work without giving away to the rest of the office how incredibly bummed out and brokenhearted I am, I remember our last phone call. We get to talking about what exactly we would do to each other and he tells me how he wants me to finger myself. As I'm fingering myself, he's on the other end, stroking his cock, listening to me ride my wave and stroking faster as my moans get faster and louder. He gets me so wet and doesn't even have to try!
Finally, 5 o'clock comes and I leave the office. I have no idea what to do now as my entire weekend has completely imploded. I grab a salad on my way home and watch some television hoping to distract myself enough to forget about my disappointment, but it's not working. I clean up and decide to take a nice, long, hot bath. At least I'll relax and get off at the same time without having Luke here.
I make sure the water is steaming hot before I put in the plug and the bubbles. There's something about that Black Amethyst scent from Bath & Body Works that just calms me and puts me in that sexy place. Thank God too, because right now, after my disappointment, I'm not feeling too sexy. I light a few candles and turn off the lights hoping to at least reclaim the peace I once had from the chaos that has now taken up residence in my head. I slip off my robe and slowly lower myself into the scalding hot water.
Submerging myself in the water and bubbles, I think about the bubbles being Luke's fingers or even his tongue as they tickle all across my skin. I close my eyes and start to slide my hands up and down my body, cupping my breast, tweaking a nipple, grazing my pussy lips. I slide a little lower in the tub, resting my one foot on the faucet, draping the other outside of the tub, feeling the water come inside my hot hole. I run my finger up and down my slit, and I can feel myself already getting wet imagining Luke's tongue is my finger sucking and licking. As I put two fingers inside, there's a knock at my door.
"You've got to be kidding me!" I grumble. Now, I'm a scatter brain, wet, hot and horny, and there's someone at my door, ruining my bath. And they won't stop knocking! I stand up, grab my robe from the floor, and wrap my soaking body up while yelling "Hold on damn it! Where's the fire?!" The pounding never ceases and as I fling open the door and yell "Look asshole! I do—".
I get stopped mid sentence because at my door is Luke! He hands me flowers and before either of us says anything, he picks me up off my feet kisses me like he's a starving man and I'm filet mignon. They say girls don't like to be treated like a piece of meat, but he can treat me like this any day of the week! As our tongues dance, he invites himself in and shuts the door behind us.
God, I love his lips and his tongue and ohmigosh he smells soooooo good. As wonderful as our phone calls were, this is even better. I think I'm literally melting in his arms because I feel like my body is on fire.
We finally pull away and catch our breath. I ask him if he's hungry or wants something to drink. Instead of answering me, he looks at my robe, which is now soaked, and asks me why I'm wet. I laugh and explain myself while he slowly starts to grin. "Oh, really? Thinking of me, were you? I'm flattered. Show me." I look at him like he's just lost his mind but I'm amused at the same time. "Seriously?" He nods his head so I grab his hand and lead him to the bath room.
By this time, my water has gone cold, so I drain the cold water and refill the tub doing everything exactly the way it was. While we're waiting for the tub to fill up, he removes his jacket and shoes getting a little more comfortable. I steal glances at him every chance I get and I just can't believe this is really happening. He's really here! I don't even care about the circumstances. For tonight, he's mine and only mine.
For inspiration, I kiss him as hard as I can before I slip out of the robe again and slide into the hot water. His eyes are on me and I think my entire body is blushing. I start over, sliding my hands up and down my ribs, tweaking my nipples, squeezing my breasts and my hand slides lower. I close my eyes as I reach in between my legs and start rubbing on my lips, then run my fingers up and down my slit, pinching and pulling on my clit a little to get me there faster.
I start making circles in my clit as I feel myself getting even wetter than before. I open my eyes to see him holding himself as he's thoroughly enjoying my show. I smile as I bring my other hand into the action and slip 2 fingers in as I'm rubbing my clit into circles. I hear him groan as I slip in a third and slide them in and out and I feel like I'm close to cumming. I watch him get faster as our eyes finally meet and my entire body goes up in flames as my orgasm hits me and I just sink into the tub.
I look over and Luke's not done yet, so I stand up and wrap my lips around his cock to help finish him off. He has a beautiful cock. It's long and fat and I don't think I can fit the whole thing in my mouth, but I'm sure as hell going to try! I begin to swirl my tongue around his helmet and I hear him moan again. I love to hear him moan and I want to hear it some more!