I had recently given in to the whole virtual APP textual flirting thing and had gotten so worked up; on Monday I called a friend. If this technology is going to be used as a form of virtual foreplay why not use a smart phone to actually call someone – smart.
True to form I must find a way to complicate things for myself. I chose to deny myself cock till I was in a position to have the one I wanted and that had gotten me worked up – I called pussy in its place. I am a straight shooter and gave her the facts: till I can have sex with this guy do you wanna?
“Oh yes, lets” she replied: a friend indeed.
My intention was to enjoy a long make out session while the hockey game was on in the background, relieve myself of sexual build up tension and she did not disappoint, we managed a lovely night of oral delight that lasted well into the morning. Tuesday morning I got home in a blissful state of soreness, my hips and legs still limber but lightly burning from a night of being wrapped around my friend and holding on for dear life.
We girls are not always so soft and tender with one another but as always I love the little things in life; calling a friend about a missing vibrator is no different than calling them for a recipe:
Me: Hi, I know you’re at work but got a second?
Her: For you, more than one.
Me: Don’t stop but I cannot find my vibrator Helmut.
Seen him recently by any chance?
Her: Last I saw, I used him on you at the kitchen table Tuesday morning.
It’s probably still at the cottage (laughter)
Me: Not a big deal, what’s so funny?
Her: My parents are going to be there today!