“Uh huh."
“Are you even listening?”
“I am.” I slid up in my seat.
“You do want to find your own place, don’t you, pool boy?”
“Stop. Yes, I do.”
“Remember, we need to get some of your earnings invested or the tax man is going to make you cry. We need to get this done, Beck.”
“I know. I’m going to keep looking.”
“Okay. We’ll talk soon.”
I started my car and pulled out of the freshly installed cobbled driveway meant to echo the vintage vibe of the house. I glanced at my rear view mirror. I did want to find my own place, but this was definitely not it. I didn’t know what I wanted for a house, for a home. Didn’t know.
I got back to my dad’s, got naked, and dove into the pool. Grabbing my phone, I took a pic of myself on the flamingo stroking my hard cock and sent it to Violet.
“As requested—a different round bed, but hope this works for you”
“??You’re killing me!”
“I need to see you. NEED YOU. How can we make this happen?”
“I can’t think right now, I’m staring at your impressive cockmonster and remembering what it did to me.”
“I can’t stop thinking about what you did to me. Touch yourself right now.”
My mouth dried at the sight of those dancing dots as she typed.
“My vibrator is touching me, is that ok?”
My body jerked and my phone almost fell out of my hand into the water. “Shit.” Gripping it, I typed:
“SHOW ME”
I stroked myself harder, my fingers tightening over my shaft as I waited.Come on. Come on.
The picture came through, and my brain came to a screeching, burning rubber halt at the sight of Violet’s tongue licking the tip of a rabbit vibrator. Another of her sucking on it.
“FUCKKKK - My cockmonster is jealous as hell!! Not happy.”
“Not to worry! My eyes are on him, it’s all about HIM.”
“I don’t think I’ve ever jacked off so much. Since you, it’s been nothing but.”
“I’m not apologizing.”
“I want my tongue in your pussy”
“OOOOOO I soooo soooo miss your tongue.”
“I’m going to be in Nashville in a couple of weeks. I’m renting my own place. Meet me there.
“I’m coming.”
“You are??”