You are full of surprises. You have tortured, teased and pleasured me over the phone...and that is all I have thought about...ALL fucking day. I am about to share a scenario that I have dreamed of many times over the past few days. I am sure it will leave you wanting me (us) more than ever.
It starts with you calling me shortly after arriving at work. Just to say how much you loved our long, extremely passionate love-making the night before. And how badly you wanted to stay in bed with me and share your hard morning wood.
You left me with a little bit of a tease before you went to work. You had taken your beautiful cock in your hand and smacked it against my naked ass several times as I pushed myself back against you, daring you to shove it deep in my still cum-filled pussy.
Yeah, I do love it when you tease me like that!
Anyway...throughout your busy day, you manage to still find time to call me, as you always have before. You are, after all, an extraordinary tease. The words you use are so powerful, sometimes I think they have a direct link to all of my errogenous zones. Each conversation leaves me hotter and wetter than the previous one. The tone of my voice gets a little more seductive...alluring. Further turning you on. Making it very difficult for you to stay at work. Don't forget...YOU started this! By mid-day my pussy is soooo much on fire. It wants you. It craves you. It hungers for you. Badly!
Hearing how much you have turned me on, you raise the stakes a little bit. (Being the gambling man that you are) You demand that I not touch "YOUR" pussy until you get home. That it is your job to tease it, please it, fuck it wildly, fuck it slowly...whatever your heart desires to do with it.
Reluctantly, I comply with your rules. Damn you! I swear you must know just when my pussy is at its wettest. Your timing is always so perfectly torturous. I love it. You remind me that I am not the one in control today. That when you get home, you are going to take each piece of my clothing off pain-stakingly slow, until I am totally naked before you. Your touches are going to be deliberate and quick...just enough to get my attention and my juices flowing freely from my body. It's going to be a LONG fucking several more hours before you get home!
About 3pm you call me again. You say "Babygirl, you are breathing heavy, what have you been doing? Have you been touching "MY" pussy?"
I reply with "No baby, I haven't been touching this pussy that belongs to you. My anticipation of you coming home is getting to be more than I can handle. Causing me to breathe crazily."