“Did you hear it?” he askedafter a moment.
All I could imagine was agorgeous, wet pussy split by his thick, hard cock, and I moanedaloud. “If I were there, I would lap all of that up. Run my tonguearound your cock while you fucked her. I would love to make hercome again while you were inside of her.”
“You should hear what myfriend Charlotte wants to do to you, Amanda,” he told her, thoughwhether she was able to pay attention over her own vocalizationswas in doubt. “Charlotte, let’s make a plan to do that next timewe’re together. I would love to see you tonguing someone’s pussywhile I fuck them.”
I couldn’t help myself. I unbuttoned myjeans and slipped my hand inside. “I’m touching myself right now,”I told him.
“Are you at home?” heasked.
I scoffed impatiently. “No, I’m in lineat the bank.”
“You’ve gotten yourself offin public before,” he said. “You’ve let me get you off inpublic.”
“I’m at home,” I saidfirmly.
“Then you have those giftshandy?”
“Yes, I do.” And I hadn’tused them yet. I didn’t know why I’d waited; maybe I’dsubconsciously wanted to use them with him, first.
“Get the dildo and the MagicWand.”
I scrambled through my bedside tableand grabbed both. “How do you want me to use them?”
“I want you to fuckyourself, really fuck yourself hard, with that dildo while you’reusing the vibrator on your clit.” His breath panted faster now overthe line. “Don’t hold out for permission to come, and don’t youdare stop at one. I want you to have shaky legs when you’re done.Amanda certainly will. Won’t you?”
I heard her breathless laugh andpractically ached with longing. My inner thighs had been so soreafter the wedding weekend. I wanted to feel that again. I scrambledout of my jeans and panties.
“Do you have the dildo inyour hand right now?” he asked.
“I do.” I positioned it atmy opening and slicked it between my labia to lubricate it with myjuices.
“Tell me before you put itin,” he said. “Tell me, and I’ll tell you how to do it.”
“You’ll fuck me byproxy?”
He chuckled.
“I’m readynow.” I’d beenreadysince the moment he’d texted me.
“Put the tip in,” heinstructed.
“No, don’t stop!” Amandaprotested.
“Be patient,” he told her.“You’re both going to benefit from this.”
She mewled in resignation.
“I’m going to countbackwards from five. Do you remember this game,Charlotte?”
“You’re not going to makeme do that much edging, are you?” I asked.
“Yes, I am. And I’m goingto make Amanda do exactly the same thing. Except she’ll have tosettle for her fingers. You’ll at least have the vibrator to helpyou.”
“I’m good with my hands,”she giggled.
“Okay. We’re at five. Edgefive times,” he said.
I flipped the switch on the wand to thelowest setting, but it still gave me a full-body jolt.“Whoa!”