"Hi there, my horny one,
Just a note to say I'm thinking of you..and to let you know how much I miss you. If you could only feel my hard-on right now, you would not question how much.
I have to go out of town, but I will call you at 8pm. I want you to be ready, as if I were really there. I want you wearing nothing other than your black crotchless hose, and I want you waiting. At 7:45, I want you to start touching yourself for me. I want those fingers of yours slowly massaging your clit, but you are not allowed to cum. Do you understand? That's my girl.
Until then....
Me"
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"What a way to start the day," I thought to myself, as I read his email. Sure, we've had phone sex dozens of times. What else is left to do when you're separated so often? However, we had never planned it, and he certainly had never given me instructions beforehand! His words had started a tingling between my legs. I wanted nothing more than to play with my pussy right then and there, but I knew better. I knew I had to follow his instructions and wait...
I went on with my day, but could not stop thinking about his phone call I would receive later that night. I needed him so badly. I needed to feel his lips on mine, his hands touching, probing, his cock teasing me. He knows what he does to me. He holds a power over me that no other man has come close to.
At 7:30, I started preparing for his call. I removed my clothing and dressed in my black crotchless hose. I turned down the lights and climbed into bed, grabbing the phone and placing it beside me on the sheets. My heart was beating rapidly, as I anticipated his call. God, how I needed to hear his voice! A simple whisper from him could get me so wet! I could feel myself moisten as I thought about what was to come. I lay back, closed my eyes, and spread my legs open. I brought my hand down to my pussy and parted my lips. I slowly started rubbing my clit...just as I was instructed to. Rubbing lightly in little circles. Oh yes, it was feeling so good! I desperately wanted to plunge my fingers inside myself, but I knew that was not part of his instructions. I continued rubbing, as I felt my fingers get slippery. Oh God I needed him so!
Just then the phone rang. I answered on the first ring with a raspy, "hello?"
"Hi horny one. How are you feeling right now?" he asked.
"I'm feeling so good, baby," I replied. "I miss you so much!"