I sit on the bed and listen to you talk over the phone about your day. I really don't give a fuck, but you already know that. You only blabber on because you know that the sound of your deep voice gives me chills. Our arrangement is simple. A fuck here. A fuck there. Nothing more and nothing less. I don't want to be your lover or your friend. I am only in it to get it but so are you. That's what makes this all the more enjoyable.
I just finished a hard workout. I'm dirty and sweating, just the way you like me. You ramble on but I ignore what you say, concentrating on the fluctuations of your voice. Lying across my bed I let my soft hands roam over my body. My nipples are hard and sensitive, feeling so good to touch. I travel further and slide my hands into my underwear. Wet. My clit is throbbing as I rub my middle finger across its slippery surface making me moan and you stop.
"Hello."
"Don't stop talking." I command.
You continue and I proceed to pleasure myself, letting my finger slide in then pump it in and out of my pussy. It feels good because I know how I like to be fingered. You hear my breathing increase and I moan again.
"What are you doing?" you ask.
"Playing."
"Playing, huh? May I join you in your game?"
"You know the way."
"Don't finish without me."
I agree and await your arrival. It wouldn't take long because you live down the hallway. Within two minutes you are there. I hear you enter my front door and lock it behind you. Before I see you, I smell your body wash and it's delightful. I happen to like you clean but that's my preference. You walk into my room to find me naked across my bed, having stripped my clothes before you got there. You frown at me but I don't care.
"I wanted to see you strip."
"You took too long. That's your fault. Maybe you are going to have to have me make up for it."
Grinning at me with those sexy dimples, you cross your arms and stare at me for a minute. The silence makes my nerves raw waiting on your orders. The mischievous glint in your eyes tell me I am about to get it.
"Slide to the edge." you command. I obey. "Now finish what you started on the phone."
"While you watch?"
"While I watch."
I don't see the point in your request but if that's what you want. I can easily please myself. Spreading my legs far apart, so you can see my opening, I began to finger myself again. First slow then faster the closer I come to my peak.
"Let me know when you are about to cum." you say. I continue and when I feel it building I moan...
"I'm about to cum!"
But before I can achieve victory you rush over and snatch my hands away. You pin my arms to the bed and hover over me, laughing in my face as I glare at you in outrage for stopping my fulfillment.