" Her nipple stiffened in response to the pinching and tweaking it was being subjected to. "I'll come as soon as I can." She couldn't hang up the cal...l, so she would have to wait until her husband did. She tried to stifle the urge to moan in response to the fingers teasing and twisting her nipples. Fuck, that felt so good. If only Chris would do that to her."Okay, I should go. See you soon," she gasped. At last, her husband hung up, and Helen breathed a sigh of relief that turned into a soft. If I trace a line with one fingertip down your side, at what point does it finally reach your hip? How does my hand feel when gripped around that hip? What sounds fall from your lips when first I grasp it tight? Do your eyes fall closed against the wave of pleasure? Do you quiver? Do those hips press closer to meet me with the anticipation of what is to come? I wonder at the arc of your spine. I imagine my fingers traveling its length, from your neck to the small of your back, feeling out the. "Oooo. Tell me about it. Did you rub your penis right underneath the head?" Yes, right under the head. I came almost right away." How much came out?" Gobs and gobs. I shot all over the sink and counter." And you were thinking of me the whole time?" Yes, my head was filled with your image. My wife almost ruined it, though." How's that?" Right as I was cleaning up she had to go to the bathroom. I had to stall her until I finshed wiping up the evidence. If she had come to the door a minute. To my alarm she took some photographs on her phone."These will be useful if I ever need to blackmail you," she grinned."Or maybe if Daisy needs publicity shots."Thanks to her hard work I was confident that I wouldn't give the gameaway by doing anything too masculine. Quite the reverse - I'd almostembarrassed myself during the day at the office with some exaggeratedhand gestures and an effeminate stance. I got some suspicious looksfrom Ruth, and Vicky clearly thought I was trying to be funny. .