Page 7 of Cyber Match

With one final nod of his head, he began to type, talking out loud. “My hands slowly pull you to me, my palms resting on your butt. I’ll lean my head down and brush just the faintest touch of my lips to yours before deepening the kiss. My body would press against yours as my hips roll against you, my cock already erect from the mere sight of you.” He had to stop typing for a brief second to touch himself.

Matthew’s head tipped back as he tightly gripped his shaft and stroked himself. A moan passed through his lips as he pushed himself closer and closer to a release. His breathing grew heavy as he pumped the length of his hard cock up and down. When his hips began to thrust into his hand, he forced himself to release his dick.

“Not what this is about.” He laughed when Gallie purred. “Ok so exactly what this is about but you’re supposed to be seeing if you have any sexual chemistry, not jerking yourself off, idiot.” He forced his hands away to the top of the desk and hit send.

The wait was excruciating. His cock bobbed against his stomach, practically begging Matthew to finish what he started. If this is what his clients went through, he wondered just how it wouldn’t be possible to form a sexual connection with all the tension that was rising in the room. “Maybe because not everyone jumps to touch themselves.”

The computer chimed, and his eyes jerked to the screen and Virginia’s response.

“I moan softly as your lips touch mine. I feel the pressure from our lips and my mouth opens, allowing your tongue to slip inside and gently stroke against mine. Liquid pools between my legs as our bodies move as one. Your hands slid the straps from my tank top down my shoulders, and your fingers brush against me as you expertly unclip my bra as your mouth continues to claim me with a kiss.”

“Dear God,” Matthew groaned as the image of their bodies intertwined as he touched her body sent a jolt through him. Her long dark hair would thread between his fingers as he massaged the supple peaks of breasts as they kissed.

Matthew’s shaft bobbed against his stomach as the images began to push forward. His mouth left hers, and he trailed kisses down her neck before licking a circle around her pert nipple and suckling the puckered peak into his mouth while his hand mimicked the action on her breast.

His eyes snapped open as he remembered this was only a fantasy. His breathing came out heavier than he could ever remember before, even while screwing. His breaths punched out in shallow gasps as lust sent every thought he had of responding haywire.

Matthew wiggled his fingers, trying to force his brain to get back to the situation at hand. Instead, his brain translated his wiggling fingers into Virginia hands gently tickling hers down his body, and he arched in the desk chair. “Fuck.” His eyes slipped closed, and his groan was long and deep as his hand wrapped back around his cock. Just finish. Finish and then get back to it. This was stupid you’ve been fantasizing about her for a week; of course, you’d be sexually connected.

The muscles in his neck strained as Matthew continued to work himself to the edge. One hand stroked up and down his length while the other applied slight pressure to his balls as he massaged them and pretended it was her hands touching them and her mouth on his dick.

He felt a strange rush of air to his right and opened his eyes to see that Gallie had jumped up next to his mouse and sat down on the computer keyboard. Releasing himself, he shooed her away and went right back to his needs. Matthew hissed in pleasure as his fingers gently squeezed his shaft harder. He growled out a moan as he felt himself reach the beginning of his release.

A ding occurred in the background, and he thought it was just Virginia’s response. It had to have been at least five minutes and she probably thought he was some asshole who wasn’t interested in her.

His hips began to pump into his hand, and the chair rolled slightly on the wheels back and forth. His grunts were more audible, and his eyes slid closed as his seed spurted over his fingers.

He heard something crash to the floor and realized his arm knocked into the keyboard. He opened his eyes to pick it up and froze dead in his tracks. He’d requested to start video.

His computer no longer held the boring grey background text covered screen of his documents and the Cyber Room chat he’d accidentally abandoned. Virginia’s face was larger than life on the twenty-seven-inch screen. She looked every bit as sexy as she did in the photo she’d submitted.

Her dark hair was curled and laying almost model perfect across her right shoulder. She wore nothing except a red lace bra that he could see. It cupped the generous size of her breasts and accented the swell of them. His mouth went dry at the sight, and he felt his dick swelling back to life in his grip.

That was when he realized he was holding himself and that his webcam monitor aimed slightly down because he liked to lean back while he did business video chats. He released his cock in an instant, and his eyes looked towards hers. The mixture of confusion, and lust was enough to make him lean forward to try to cover the webcam.

Unfortunately for him, he moved too fast, and thanks to it being on wheels, it launched out from underneath. He tipped forward and smacked the screen with his hand. “Fuck.” His heart felt like it was going to beat out of his chest if he didn’t get it shut off and now.

“Matthew Cobral?”

Virginia’s voice sounded slightly digitalized through the computer, but he couldn’t miss the lusty tone of her voice, and he wondered if it was always there or if she had been turned on as well.

“You are Matthew Cobral! You own Cyber Room, and you use it,” she shouted.

He flinched. Finally, before he had to respond, his hand found the power cord he was groping for behind the large monitor, and he yanked. The faint popping sound of technology rapidly shutting off echoed in the room and he looked down to see the screen had gone blessedly black.

“Thank God.” His whole body slumped as the nervous tension drained out. He went to sit in the chair, fully forgetting it and flown backward and he grunted as his ass slammed into the carpeted floor. “That could not have gone any worse.”

Gallie gave a faint meow and started walking towards him.

“Oh no. This is all your fault Gallie. Fuck.” He dug his hands into his hair and squeezed his head. He had absolutely no idea how to do the damage control that this situation needed. He could already hear the knock on his door with a court-ordered summons in his mind and he sighed. “I knew playing in Cyber Room was off limits for a reason.”

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