"One. Two. Punch. Punch. One. Two. Punch. Punch." Robyn said leading her aerobics class.
Her expression was determined as always when she instructed a class, but there was a noticeable bounce to her step today causing her pace to be quicker than her usual routine.
The twenty or so members attending the class had begun to grow weary ten minutes in. There were a few jokers in the back row attending only to ogle at the girls which seemed to becoming the norm. Although they did the exercises, their lackadaisical flailing showed no devotion or respect to the workout. Robyn normally pointed them out in front of the class, but today she was satisfied to ignore them and concentrate on the workout.
"Looking good Mrs. Nolan. If any of you feel you can't keep up, just march in place and pick up when you feel ready." Robyn said with an energetic smile.
A week had past since receiving the alluring yet cryptic voicemail. It was the rainy night that chased her into the arms of a coffee shop Latina which blossomed into a warm and satisfying session of unexpected bliss, but lightning struck twice that night. The call she had been hoping and wishing for came. The call was not what she expected or even thought it would be. It was better. It was so sexy and hot Robyn was glad the call was recorded on her voicemail.
Was it a message at all? Robyn shrugged at the thought. She listened to the message over and over again feeling her body tingle every time. She imagined Lisa's pretty face moaning at the brink of coming. "Was she totally naked? Was she using anything?" Robyn thought.
The scene changed every time she replayed it in her head. Lisa would be lying on her back totally nude stroking her clitoris with one hand and holding the phone with other while another thought was her sitting in a chair with her hand inside her unbuttoned jeans serenely moaning into the phone at her ear. Whatever the scene was, not one of Robyn's thoughts contained any fruit or vegetables.
The guys in the back row were mumbling to one another and shared a laugh while staring at her body. Robyn looked directly at them, but they made no eye contact with her.
"Okay, ready to bring up the pace?" Robyn said changing the routine.
She noticed her nipples had been poking through her sports top a bit too much making her breast easily imaginable. Robyn concluded it was what the guys in the back were staring at and she increased the pace leg lifting high in the air.
"Let's keep it up there in the back. We've got grandmas and granddads doing better." She jabbed and continued with the routine.
Although Lisa left the titillating message, Robyn still did not know why. The only thing Lisa said was, "Fuck me Robyn." which she uttered with a breathy voice.
After the message, the rest of the night passed without a follow up call. Robyn hoped and anticipated Lisa would call one more time. The next day, after listening to the message countless times after countless orgasms, Robyn decided to call back.
"Hi this is Lisa's phone. I'm not here. Please leave a message." Lisa's voicemail responded.
Robyn felt the butterflies fluttering as she waited to leave her message.
"Hi!" Robyn said nervous and overenthusiastic, "It's Robyn. Um, I got your message. It was really good to hear you again. Um...I've been thinking about you since the night in the motel. Call me back, okay? I'll be waiting. Bye."
Later that day, Lisa exited her last lecture for the day and turned her phone back on. She heard the message like a jolt of cold water pouring over her. It was a confirmation that her previous message went through and Robyn heard everything.
Lisa walked back to her dorm with an ill feeling hovering around her neck. Nothing happened and nothing bad occurred, but Lisa was pink with embarrassment. She tried to convince herself that it was no big deal, but the thought of someone else knowing could not be shaken out of her immediate thoughts.
"Why did I call her?" Lisa thought frustrated at her self caused dilemma.
Lisa began thinking about Robyn remembering how she yearned to sleep with her, but seemed considerate though direct in her manners. Lisa then recalled the girl in the pub. She was party girl surrounded by guy and girl friends.
"What did she tell them when she got back from her room that night?" Lisa thought.
Lisa returned to her dorm tossing her books on the desk and lied on the bed. She stared at the ceiling unable to resolve the situation and unable to concentrate on anything else. She imagined Robyn returning to her friends' room holding up her vibrator in a triumphant pose and bragging how she followed her to her room and claimed her as her own property.
Lisa narrowed her eyes and pursed her lips at the thought. Those thoughts were possible, but Lisa replayed Robyn's message in her head once more. There was timidity in her voice and her mind flashed the memory of Robyn's eyes when she flat out told Lisa what her intentions were that night in the motel. Those yearning eyes were in that message.
"If I called her back, what would I say?" Lisa thought.
It was a question that she could not answer the question as she turned her head to the side looking at her phone, but she did not reach for it and rather hoped for the situation to resolve itself.
Robyn anticipated a reply later that day, but nobody called. The next day came and she was equally optimistic Lisa would call today, but the day came and went without a ring. Robyn looking at her phone and gritted her teeth.
"Bitch!"
Robyn pressed redial on her phone and held it to her ear with a murderous grip. She leaned her head on the phone waiting for the phone to connect. The phone began ringing this time and the frustration subsided a bit, but after three rings, her voicemail message picked up and her anger was present again.
"Hello, Yellow. It's me!" Robyn said, "I'm getting really pissed off so call me back or don't call at all!"
Robyn spoke her mind feeling her frustration subside. She thought about the things she said and felt troubled at the possible result. It was an idle threat, but who knows how Lisa would receive that message she thought.
Lisa was poured over a book when the call buzzed her phone in her jeans. She reached in and pulled out her phone and an icy cloud hovered over her when she saw who it was. She bit her lip and shook her leg trying to break the ill feeling of her worried heart. If she answered, she thought, she could face it and be done with it right then and there, but her body did not conjure any confidence at the call.
Lisa allowed the phone to vibrate in her hand until it stopped. She set it down on the desk hoping that would be the end of it, but her phone chimed in alerting her that a message was left. She ran a hand through her hair, stood up and gathered her belongings. She pocketed her phone and began walking out of the library when her phone buzzed again.
The icy feeling crept onto her shoulders again and she pulled the phone out of her pocket. Again, she was calling and Lisa balled her hand into a fist. Lisa realized the situation would not go away on its own as she stepped out into to the evening air. She could feel her hand tremble as she raised the phone toward her ear and flipped it open.
"H-hello?"
There was a pause after Lisa's words, which was soon broken with a perky woman's voice.
"Yellow? I mean, Lisa?" Robyn said.
"Uh, yeah. Hi."
"Hi! It's me, Robyn. The short girl from the pub, remember?"
"Yeah, I remember. How are you?" Lisa said trying to be polite.
"Oh, I'm okay. I've been better since I got your message. I don't know how many times I've listened to it. I've probably used up all of my minutes for the month."
Lisa closed her eyes and walked quickly to a spot less traveled. Although other students were total strangers, their eyes made her feel uneasy.
"Are you still there?" Robyn asked.
"Yeah. I'm here."
"Hey, about the message I left. I didn't mean it. I was just hoping you'd call sooner. I'm not mad or anything."
"Oh. Okay." Lisa said.
"So, do you want to meet up?"
"Oh. Maybe that's not a good idea. You know, I've got school and stuff."
"You got exams coming up?"
"Yeah. You know how it is."
"Hmm... How about next week then?"
"Next week?"
"Uh-huh."
"I don't know." Lisa said dragging her words, "I don't know my schedule yet."
"I see." Robyn said.
Lisa fidgeted and grimaced at the awkward conversation while Robyn began to fume with frustration.
"Are you still there?" Lisa said after a long pause.
"Lisa?"
"Yes?"
