Angelica, my liberator, had me going insane from sweet lust. We didn't meet on a daily basis, but she was always on my mind. Sometimes she would send me pictures of herself leaning forward while watching me, or rather the camera. I made a promise never to masturbate without her presence, and in all honesty it was a promise that was easy to keep. It simply was no good when she wasn't around to guide me. Even though we had only known each other for three months, I felt as if I had known her my entire life, and Angelica's angelic innocence combined with the elegance of her entire knowledge and the way she implemented it on me made me feel lost when she wasn't around. During the days when I didn't get to see her hair fall over those slender shoulders, or even for a brief moment see the flashing whiteness of her smile, emptiness moved in to my heart.
So it had been a three days. I had received an email from her during Sunday evening with a short movie sequence where she was leaning back in a ruby red couch. Her left hand had been slowly caressing a dildo with her delicate fingertips, all while she whispered with a voice that promised so much more pleasure than anyone deserved. She spoke of a trip she would take, that she would be gone all week, but that she would take the time to plan something special for me. That of course didn't make me any calmer, or miss her less, but I had no other choice than to wait.
A Wednesday with no plans, what would I to do with my evening. I found myself sitting at the counter of the bar around the corner with a glass of beer, sipping it slowly as if I was trying to avoid choking on the alcoholic liquid. I was eyeing the room through the large mirror behind the counter, and I saw plenty of men with slutty women warming up for whatever activities that they would share during the night. There were all kinds, the businessman with the black mistress across the table, the young man with the equally young woman, the white businesswoman with her black lover, and so on. Even though there were many women sitting alone, they all faded in comparison to the image I had in my mind of my angel that I would get to see again in just 48 hours.
The half empty glass I held in my hand no longer contained anything I wanted, and the damp street outside didn't invite to any discoveries, so I made the only sensible decision I could make in the almost depressed state of mind I was in. I walked out into the illuminated night, feeling the small drops of rain against my face, but I didn't make any efforts to shield myself. I looked up, hoping that my wish for a star bright night would make the rain go away, but the sky remained black as I walked home. The apartment was in perfect condition, sparely furnished, the way it always looked when I got home.
I went through my evening routine as if I was a mindless robot, placing clothes in a certain place, in a certain place, in a certain order. Moving on to the bathroom where I urinated, flushed, washed my hands, brushed my teeth, flossed, washed my face and so on. With almost no thought at all, I was suddenly in bed, knowing that I had walked through the entire apartment, turning some lights off, others on for the night, while some were set to go on and off during the night with a timer. I laid down on my back, stretched out and let out a loud sigh of relief. The alarm clock on the nightstand was showing 11:42, and I closed my eyes. I wouldn't sleep before I had turned to lay on the side, but it was in my routine to lay on my back first, even though I didn't know why. I laid thinking of Angelica, how I wished that she would be back soon, so that I could gaze at her beauty.
My thoughts were shattered by the sharp sound of the telephone ringing next to my ear. Startled by the sound I reached for the receiver and answered.
"Mann"
"Yes you are."
The entire room was filled with vibrations when I heard her voice.
"Angelica."
I had said her voice as if I had sighed of relief to hear that she was alive. The effect she had on me was amazing, even though she was thousands of miles away.
"Did I wake you, Todd."
"No, I had just laid down."
"So you are in bed? Good, and laying on your back?"
"Yes, so far."
"Good Todd, I only wish I were there to see you laying there in your boxers, and be able to stand at your feet and slowly dance before you. Would you like it if I danced for you?"
"Yes, I would."
My throat was beginning to feel dry, so I licked my lips while I awaited Angelica to speak.
"I've had such a good day today. Apart from finalizing a four year deal, I've also had the time to shop. I've found this elegant black dress with a rather simple cut. As soon as I saw it I simply knew that I had to have it. It shows off my right leg so exquisitely, I simply can't wait to show it to you. It's exactly what you want in a dress, the simple cut, the tight fit around my body, showing a little of my full bosom and of course my legs, but it also starts in a thin collar which I know you love so much. It will look so good together with the black heels that I have bought as well."
She suddenly paused, and whispered.
"I know you're getting horny from me describing the dress for you. Close your eyes Todd, your cock is getting hard from hearing my voice, isn't it? Just let it grow inside your cotton boxers, and think of me at your bed, slowly swaying from side to side. Can you see me, Todd? Can you feel the air vibrating from my presence?"
"Mmm." I silently replied.
"That's good, just lay still and watch me show off my new dress for you. Am I making you horny by dancing for you? Is your cock growing even more to a stiff pole in your boxers? It's starting to look like a small tent, eagerly awaiting your hand or would you prefer my lips around your cock?"
I couldn't help moaning at the thought.
"Do you like when I say cock? Cock, your big hard cock. Does that turn you on, Todd? I know it does, but it's a good feeling to be turned on by me, to be horny simply from listening to my voice. It's a good feeling to lay on your back with your hard cock standing before me. A very good feeling to show your cock for me as you keep watching me dance for you. I want you to be this way all the time, it's such a good feeling for me too, to know that you are so horny and unshamelessly showing yourself off to me."
She silenced for a while, before she continued with a different tone of voice.
"Todd, are you enjoying the way I have dominated you? Am I all you ever wanted in a woman, a dominant strong woman that can anticipate your every need, almost as if I was able to read your mind at times?"
"Yes Angelica, yes, oh yes."
