She wanted to tease him. She wanted to master his body. She wanted to be the one in control of his climax.
She considered writing him a story but decided that a picture paints a thousand words.
"Mmm, how can I torment him until he comes," she wondered.
Imagination was the tool to use, with humour of course.
A simple nude photo leaves nothing to the imagination. It needs more.
She decided that one photo wasn't going to be enough. A series of shots that would slowly tantalise him was needed.
She thought long and hard about making him long and hard.
She collected her 'props', laid them out on her bed and closed the door to work.
It was mid afternoon before she attached the file of photos to an email and clicked 'send'. Almost immediately she logged onto the hidden camera located before his workstation. His chair was empty but when he sat down she would be able to see over his shoulder toward the screen. The overhead camera captured everything.
She sat and waited.
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It was getting late when he finally sat at the computer. He was wearing his usual around home attire. Track pants and t shirt. He seemed to be in no hurry, checking various emails, deleting spam. He wanted to read her message last.
The delay tantalised her.
'Click'
The first image was her chest in a tight T-shirt. No bra of course. Her aroused nipples clearly strained against the thin fabric.
The T-shirt was missing in the next image. A tiny lace bra, barely capable of securing her firm breasts, one nipple on the verge of escaping.
Two hands appeared in the third shot, covering her breasts while teasing nipples between her fingers.
