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I texted her back.

Why don’t you then?

I imagined her curled up in bed, under the covers, hopefully wearing nothing, while picturing all the things I did to her last weekend.

What she didn’t know was that I was ready to give her all of that and more this weekend when I finally had her alone again.

My phone buzzed in my hand and I quickly swiped my thumb across the screen to unlock it.

Well first I want to go out somewhere with really good food and a good wine menu. I plan on wearing an evil dress that turns you on just at the sight of me.

Then after we eat, I want to go back to your hotel room and I want you to have me for dessert. Ever since last weekend, my body has been craving to have you on it again. To feel your fingers on my skin…to have you between my legs.

God I’m soaked just thinking about it.

Without even realizing it, my hand had slid under my shorts and I was jerking myself off as I read her text.

But you know what I *really* wanna do this weekend Johnson? I wanna get on my knees for you and take you in my mouth. I wanna see how hard I can get you, how close I can take you to the edge. I want to hear you scream my name for once.

Before taking myself too far, I texted her back quickly.

Holy fuck Jones, you have me there already.

Show me.

She sent back quickly and my eyes went wide at her text. Was Haley Jones asking me for a dick pic? I didn’t think women liked those.

Not wanting to deny her request, I leaned over and flipped on the bedside lamp and without showing too much, I snapped a picture of my hand down my shorts and sent it back.

If I wasn’t turned on before I am now…

She texted back after a moment.

Show me.

I sent, throwing her demand back at her.

Within a moment, I got a very similar text back, but instead of a photo, it was a video. It was dark, but you could see what was happening.

Haley, stripped down with nothing but a pair of red lace panties with her hand slipped under them, playing with herself. You couldn’t see her face; all you could see was her waist down.

That’s all I needed to see to fully lose control.

Holy shit Haley, that is so hot.

Just thinking about you gets me hot.

Are you still thinking about what you want me to do to you this weekend?

I watched the three bubbles on my screen dance as she typed back while I continued to stroke myself long and hard. My dick getting harder with each pump.

Yes..and I'm getting really close to coming.

Thinking about her getting herself off, fucking herself, and burying her fingers deep inside her pussy drove me fucking crazy.

Do it. Play with yourself and make yourself come. I want you to think about how I will be the one to make you come over and over this weekend. You better be ready Jones because once I take you out and show you off on my arm, you’re mine. And I will show you how much you are all night long.

My breathing was starting to become labored and my chest was rising and falling heavily as I typed.

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