Christ. My dick twitches just at the sound of her sweet voice. I hear background noises of her washing her hands, and a moment later, she comes back.
As soon as I see her innocent blue eyes on the screen, my body rages with desire. Damn. Why am I not next to her? Why do I have to see her remotely?
“Hi Albert!” she calls my name again. Her smile is so breath-taking that my heart aches for not being able to own her.
“Hi yourself!” I say in a ridiculously husky voice. I behave like an idiot in front of this angel. I can’t speak properly. All I know is I’m bewitched by her beauty, her carefree nature, and her nubile body.
“Are you okay?” she giggles a bit.
No. I’m not.Stop gigglingbecause you’re killing me, baby. “I’m fine,” I force myself to say. “What about yourself?”
“So-so,” she says after a moment’s pause. “I asked my math teacher a question, and he laughed at me.”
“What? That’s unbelievable. What did you ask?”
“I asked him why the denominator of a fraction couldn’t be zero,” she says in a timid voice. “I guess it was a stupid question because he asked me back, ‘why is your name Elsie?’ and then the whole class laughed at me. I felt so stupid and wanted to find a hole to hide.”
“What an idiot,” I curse. “No, Elsie. It wasn’t a stupid question at all. He shouldn’t have laughed at you.”
“Thank you, but I still don’t know the answer.”
“I’ll tell you why. A fraction is a division and it makes no sense to divide a number by zero. That’s why anything over zero is undefined.” I go on to answer her question.
“That’s it?” she exclaims. “Ohmygod. It’s so simple. Why didn’t he just tell me this?”
“He should have,” I say, feeling sorry for what she went through. “He wasn’t very nice.”
“Are all college professors as nice as you are?”
My heart clenches, knowing it isn’t the case. Most of my colleagues are snobs. I’m not exactly kind either, at least not to students who don’t work hard and only hope to get a degree by cheating through college.
“They’ll be nice to you, Elsie. I promise I’ll see to that,” I say, not knowing for sure what I’ll do. I don’t have a clear plan, but I know I’d rather die than seeing Elsie being ridiculed in class.
“Thanks, Albert,” she says, her voice turning into a whisper.
I notice her arm is in front of her belly, and that seems to be suggestive. “What’re you doing, Elsie?”
“Oh,” she puts her arm away from her body right away. She’s blushing. “I just….I’ve got an ache down there.”
Holy fuck. “What do you mean? Down…where?” My heart beats violently.
“Err… between my legs…you know, the place you…kissed last time,” she says, her cheeks burning red. “Something must be wrong with me. It happens a lot lately. I should tell Mom and maybe I need to see a doctor.”
Christ. “When does it normally happen?” I ask, reaching to feel my hardened manhood under my pants.
“When I see you or speak to you over the phone.”
Fuck me. This little girl wants me as much I want her. I nearly burst with pride, and my cock swells with need.
Suddenly I forget the purpose of our phone call, and my animal instinct takes over my head. “Elsie, I’ll help you with that.”
“How?” her eyes widen. “You aren’t even here.”
“I’ll teach you how to do it yourself, to get rid of the discomfort down there.”
“Oh!” she smiles. “Really? How?”
Jeez. Is she really so innocent?