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“So you need to keep in touch with me and tell me what’s going on.”
I stand up to leave and whisper, “Yes.”
While fighting back the tears. I can’t believe that he’s being so mean to me. I turn to face him, but he’s on his computer. I decide that I’m not going straight back to my desk. I’ll go to the bathroom to cry and then I’ll get to it. I stand at the door waiting for him to say something, but he doesn’t as I open and close the door.
I decide that I’m not crying over any man ever again. So, I return to my desk and continue with my work; I start to feel sad that he’s going. He may only be gone for a week, but a week without caressing his god-like body and feeling his beastly cock deep inside me, feels like a week too long. Even if he’s acting like a complete ass at the moment.
***
The first twenty-four hours were the worst, Christian left and there was no way for me to contact him. God, I can’t believe that I’m more upset about the man who’s been cold to me for weeks and hot the last two then I was about my boyfriend of four years. I get home after the office not feeling in the mood to socialise with the girls. As soon as I sit on the bed, I get a text from Christian.
Christian: Sorry, I was an ass yesterday. C
Me: Okay. XXX
I really don’t know what else to say, maybe the kisses will tell him how I feel? Maybe, he’ll send me one back.
Christian: I just wanted to say that I’m sorry. You didn't deserve that. C
Damn! This must be hard for him to do. I don’t think that I’ve ever heard him apologise even in the office. I’m trying to think of a time that he’s done that and draw a complete blank.
Christian: I just want to see how you are doing, are you coping without my body? C
Me: Coping… just, it is not the same without feeling and tasting you. XXX
I feel really silly that I’m laying my heart on the line to a man’s that
Christian: Do you want to get on video chat?
Me: Sure.
Just the anticipation of seeing him has already got me feeling wet. I should have changed and put on something more sexy, but I’m dying to see him. I turn on the laptop and sit in my chair; I open the buttons on my pyjamas top to reveal my cleavage. The web chat starts, and I can see Christian in the video.
“Hi. Sorry, I didn’t realize that you’re going to bed. What time is it over there?”
I feel embarrassed to tell him, “It’s just after eight. I’m just watching TV.”
“But you have nothing on…”
I lean closer to the screen as Christian stands to reveal his boxers, “I’ve just got these on.”
“I appear under-dressed compared to you.”
“Ah, so you’re after some action then?”
I slowly open the remainder of my buttons. I grab my breasts and push them together; I can see Christian as he slips out of his shorts, he grabs his cock and starts stroking himself. I stand and slide my pyjama bottoms to the floor. I pick up the laptop and head towards the couch and place it on the coffee table.
I position the camera, so Christian gets a view of my body, I lean back and spread my legs.
“Can you see my pussy?”
“Shit, Isobel you’re so fucking sexy,” he replies as he leans back in his chair, his hard cock nearly reaching his belly button.
“Want me to come for you?”
I’m asking him, but I’ve already started to rub my clit.
“Hell yes. I want to come for you,” he answers in a sexy voice.
