"Yes. Mr. Brenner dropped it off while you were at your training session with Ms. Jones," the receptionist said, handing the little package to Lydia after she returned to the gym.
Her heart jumped to her throat, and she sucked in a quick breath, but she managed a smile and, "Thanks, Jeanine," in reply when she had the package in her hand.
Damn! Damn! Damn!
Lydia thought, slipping the package into her purse.
I have the session with the group of women that'll start in half an hour. It'll last for 45 minutes!
Lydia knew she did not dare do anything with that jump drive while she was at the gym. Not even a single second plugging it into her laptop and trying to find someplace private to look at the pictures she knew were waiting for her. Doing so would get her wet immediately, and she would be transported to some place in her mind with Zach, pulling him into her as she grabbed his ass to urge him even deeper inside . . .
She almost stumbled heading to the office to stow her purse and then update her workout log from Suzanne Jones' training session.
Don't do it, don't do it
, she thought as she struggled to keep her mind on tweaking her notes from Suzanne's session.
Don't you even think about sliding that jump drive into your computer.
Lydia was so distracted that she gave up trying to do anything. She rose from her seat and decided the only thing to do was to go outside and walk around for a few minutes until it was time to come in and lead the group session. She put her jacket back on, grabbed her phone and headed for the door, relieved to be outside and working her legs to try and keep herself together.
Oh, shit! How am I going to make it another two hours before I'm home, in front of my computer, and-
Her cell phone buzzed in her hand.
At least it would be a distraction.
Then she saw who was calling.
Lydia knew there was a bench around the corner where she could sit down to talk with Zach.
"Hi, Lydia," he said, his voice bright.
"Zach! I was just thinking about you."
He lowered his voice immediately and said, "Lydia! You're not at the gym looking . . . um, looking at-"
God, I wish I were!
she thought.
"No, Zach. Good grief, no! I couldn't do that. I couldn't ever be anywhere except completely alone when I look at those pictures. I'm forcing myself to wait until I'm at home."
His sigh of relief came through the phone clearly. "Thank you for that, Lydia," he said. "Even the tiniest chance that anyone but you would ever see me like that . . ." His voice drifted away, his uneasiness laced into every syllable he had just spoken.
"You never have to worry about that, Zach," she said sincerely. "But you have been so very naughty dropping your package off when you did. I still have a class to lead, and I'm in a state because I can't look at what I know will be the sexiest pictures I have ever seen until I get home."
"I'm sorry, Lydia," he replied, a nice feeling spreading across his chest at Lydia's comment. "I just wanted to call to make sure you got the package."
His sexy voice reminded her of their last phone conversation, and she could not go there in her mind right now, either.
Don't think about the pictures, don't think about phone sex with Zach, don't think about him naked on your scale . . .
Lydia was struggling to rein in her thoughts and her libido, and she missed part of what Zach had said.
". . . but I'm really looking forward to our date tomorrow night. I just wanted you to know," he said, finishing up whatever it was he had been talking about when Lydia spaced out into her mental admonitions.
"Me too," she answered, meaning every bit of those two simple syllables. "I know it'll be fun, and I look forward to it so much."
"Okay, Lydia. Til then."
And he was gone from her phone.
Lydia rose from the bench, now even more in need of some physical activity to take her mind off the sexy pictures she could not wait to see. Deciding to spend the remaining minutes before her group class on one of the stair-steppers in the gym, she walked back to the building where, sealed inside an envelope stuffed to the bottom of her purse, a jump drive with the pictures of her gorgeous, sexy man — naked, erect, and smiling at her with his beautiful blue eyes — waited for her.
Finally, the class was over. Lydia spent a few minutes, as always, talking with participants, commenting on their progress, answering questions. When the last class member had said good-bye, Lydia almost sprinted to the office to grab her things and get on the road back to her townhome.
She surprised Jeanine as she rushed by her. "Everything okay, Lydia?" the receptionist called out, noting Lydia's uncharacteristic hustle.
"Just an appointment I don't want to be late for," Lydia answered, purse and workout bag in hand as she turned around in front of the crash bar on the front door to push the door open. "It's a special appointment."
When she got home, Lydia almost hyperventilated when she didn't immediately find the little envelope from Zach at the bottom of her purse. But it was there, hiding under her cell phone, and she breathed a sigh of relief.
Envelope in hand, she strode to her computer and dropped the envelope on the desk. Then Lydia walked quickly to her bedroom and stripped completely — as fast as she could. She grabbed a big towel from the bathroom and went back to her desk, arranging the towel on the chair in front of the desk.
She knew she would be playing with herself as she looked at the pictures. She knew how insanely sexy the pictures would be.
She knew there was no way she would not come — hard — as she toyed her clit, pussy, nipples, and breasts as she gazed at her naked man, who would be smiling back at her from the images on her monitor as he shared his erection for her sexual pleasure. And his entire, naked body.
Even sharing his complete surrender of everything for her to see.
"I very much enjoy it when you are sexually aroused
.
"
— Lydia heard Zach's words from their phone sex in her mind. He'd endured the ultra-embarrassing pose because he liked it when
she
was sexually aroused.
Lydia's nipples were already hard, her pussy was already wet, when she sat down at her computer and fumbled with the little package in frustration trying to get it open. Zach had mentioned that it would be very well sealed, and he meant it.
I can't say I blame you, baby,
she thought.
But, damn, Zach!
She reached into a drawer for some scissors, finally — very, very carefully — cutting open the package. The jump drive dropped to the desk, and Lydia breathed a sigh of relief.
But there was a note inside the envelope, too. Intrigued, Lydia delayed plugging in the jump drive in order to read the note. The warm feeling of love for Zach was strong and intoxicating as she read, but it also made her intensely curious to see what he was talking about as the contents in the "Because I thought you might like this" folder.
Deciding to save what she hoped would be the best for last, Lydia plugged in the jump drive and opened the other folder first.
She sucked in a huge breath when she brought the first picture from the folder onto her screen.
There, in the high definition that Zach's phone camera produced, was a glorious, screen-filling, gorgeous picture of her nude man, posed on her scale in his workout room, smiling into the camera with his beautiful blue eyes as his delicious erect cock pointed to the ceiling.
It was powerfully,
powerfully
