Page 16 of Nine of Swords
The first time the phone he gave me made a noise about two and a half weeks ago, I scrambled around my office searching to figure out where the sound was coming from. It didn’t make the usual vibrating buzz most phones do. The thing sounded like an emergency bullhorn, probably because I never took the time to check the settings. I mean, the guy was cryptic about who would be calling and for what reason. That’s why I tucked it into the bottom draw of my desk, hooked it up to a charger, and left it alone.
Until it summoned me with that annoying sound.
I first thought someone was phoning and I had missed the call because I took so long to connect that ruckus with the phone in the drawer. When I finally unlocked the screen, I noticed that it was a text message that I’d missed.
A text from Blade.
He assured me the messages were double encrypted and only the two of us would ever see what’s exchanged. I took that with a grain of salt, but figured he was in the business of protecting people and their private information, and so I went on faith that I could be as straightforward with him as I’d be if he were standing right in front of me.
And just as naughty.
It didn’t take long for our text interactions to become illicit. Not that I minded. He couldn’t see me after he was reassigned, but damn did our chats become hot as hell. I know for me, I loved every second of it.
Like today.
I walk into my office and take a seat at my desk to review and respond to new emails and tackle the project I’ve been focused on all this week. I hear it buzz with a text message and instantly, my body responds without my intending it to. My core clenches with need, and my clit tingles longingly, knowing that at some point during the day, or in the evening after most of the staff are gone, he’ll kick off a whole new set of messages that demand my carnal attention.
Unlocking the encryption, I check the message and smile as my fingers fly over the screen’s keyboard to send a reply. He quickly sends one back, and so begins the best sexting experience I’ve ever had in my natural born life.
I make a point today of opening the sunshades that cover the floor to ceiling glass windows opposite my desk. On more than a few occasions, he’s admitted that he can see my every move, a piece of information that should creep me out, but doesn’t. Not with him. We might’ve only had one night in bed together, but I crave his touch. And if I can’t have it for real right now, I’m okay with the idea of us reliving and reimagining another sultry night of passion.
Blade:Hey sexy.
Me: Good morning, babe.
Blade: Click on the image below. It’s from this morning.
Me: What is it?
Blade: Do as you’re told.
Me: Yes, sir.
My clit is throbbing so needilythat I have to cross my legs to ease the ache. But it’s worse when I click the image file and find a photo of his enormous morning wood. As usual, there’s no face. It’s just a shot he took looking down his bare torso, his boxers lowered to mid-thigh, and his cock in his large fist, hard and ready for me.
Me:Oh my goodness. That’s hot!
Blade: I was so hard this morning. See what you do to me?
Me: I wish I could’ve been there.
Blade: Me too. I’d make sure you take care of your man in the morning. I love pre-dawn blow jobs.
Me: Yes, baby. I think I’d enjoy taking good care of your morning woody lol.
Blade: Yeah? Tell me how.
When we started sexting,I was shy about verbalizing what I wanted to do. That time has long passed. I haven’t seen Blade in weeks, and I want him so bad. Every night I go to sleep picturing how we would please each other as I touch myself, longingly wishing it was his hands on me. He told me weeks ago that it’s best not to take the phone home because he wasn’t sure I’d have complete privacy. This is why every morning, I hope for that phone to go off in my desk, so we can pick up where we left off, or add to it. Today, seeing this new picture of his dick in all its glory, I can’t wait to taste him again. I know exactly how I want to pleasure him.
Me:I can’t wait to worship your cock, baby. I would ask you to lie back and part your legs to make room for me to kneel in between them. I would take your tip in my mouth, then lick from that spot all the way to your balls and back again. Then I’d take more and more of you in my mouth. I know how you like it too. I’d suck slowly at the start. Then I’d speed up, little by little as you get rock hard.
Blade: Mmmm, sounds just like I want it. Spread your legs so I can see what panties you’re wearing.
Me: I’m not wearing any, babe. I was so hot for you this morning, hoping you’d call.
Blade: Nice. What else would you do to my big cock, Sydney?
Me: I’d keep sucking. Harder, until your hips start rolling.
