Me too.â€ She heard rustling on the other end and sound of someone getting comfortable. A low, wicked rumble deep in his chest: â€œDonâ€™t be shy with me, I know youâ€™re horny. A pinprick of electricity made her hips twitch once as she slid a fingertip over her hooded nub. So sensitive.â€ â€œDo you know what Iâ€™d like, Faith? The skirtâ€™s just a little too tight and a little too short for normal office wear. â€ â€œBecause I want you to notice me, Joe.â€ â€œI think you already know I do. I want to fuck you so bad it hurts.â€ The words and the way he used them sent shivers spidering out from her center. Once youâ€™ve entered, I walk around behind you and lock the door. The little metallic click that tells you youâ€™re not safe anymore.â€ â€œNervous and excited. Itâ€™s the hottest thing youâ€™ve ever seen, Faith: you over the desk, your face, your tits pressed against the cold, smooth surface. I slowly push in until I feel that pop and the heat of your cunt around my dick head. Oh, god, Faithâ€¦ youâ€™re so damn tight.â€ Faith penetrated herself quickly, brutally, and cried out.
â€ â€œA little, I guess.â€ He chuckled into the receiver. The quiet invasion made her gasp, as if the fingers didnâ€™t belong to her. Suddenly she had to know what was going on at his end: what he was doing, how he was feeling. Itâ€™s so slippery and my clit is getting harder and harder. Hey, whatâ€™s your name, anyway.â€ Suddenly it struck her as absurd that sheâ€™d been having such an intimate conversation with this man and didnâ€™t even know his name. â€ â€œIâ€™d like to see you walk into my office, wearing a dark suit and high heels. Thatâ€™s exactly want I want.â€ â€œOh, Faith, you gorgeous cock-tease. â€œCome into my office now, and close the door behind you.â€ â€œRight away, Sir.â€ â€œNiceâ€¦very nice. Faith can hear the telltale sounds of his rhythmic stroking. I give them another rough squeeze before pushing you down against the cold, dark wood. Now I have to penetrate you, pushing my dick in, deep as it will go.
If it’s your job, home life, family or health, then these are things you can control.
and has given you shape and made your shapes good (looking) and has provided you with good things.
(Based on the song of the same name, recorded by Depeche Mode, Marilyn Manson and Johnny Cash) â€œUm-m, hello? â€ The abrupt change of topic took her by surprise. â€ For no reason she could explain, the question annoyed her; it felt intrusive. I just wanted to know what this was about.â€ Her tone was strident and defensive. Then she felt silly and stretched out on her back, nestling the receiver between her chin and shoulder. â€œItâ€™s warm and wetâ€¦ then the air hits it and it cools; I can feel my nipple start to sting as it gets erect.â€ A little appreciative murmur from him, and then, â€œPinch it.â€ In the dark chill of the room, Faith did as he asked, feeling the echoes of the pressure all over her body. Pinch both of them and tell meâ€¦â€ She knew he heard the breathy little cry as she completed the sensory circuit that drew a bright triangle of sensation across the front of her body. I whisper, â€˜Faith, what a brazen little slut you are. Her head is so in that room, her skin is so burning hot against the cold desk. I reach back and pull my skirt up, over my bare ass.â€ Joe was breathing harder, his voice uneven. God, I canâ€™t take my eyes off that creamy white ass, Faith. I grab my cock and nudge it between your cunt lips, sliding the burning head back and forth â€“ I love the sound youâ€™re making, Faith.
You don’t have to waste time typing messages, that often never amount to anything.
well if you were with me you wouldnt be') and you know how to go from that.
come entertain me;] ') (or if he says it, you can say 'aw..
Are you mostly happy or mostly sad when you’re with this guy?
Look more to your actual relationship and the balance of emotion within it.