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Milton gripped his phone a little tighter.
“But I know my pussy is so much prettier.”
“What kind of shopping are you doing exactly?”
“I might be in a sex store.”
Milton’s cock throbbed against his pants.
“I want to buy something, but every time I pick something up I can’t help but think of your strong hands on my body. That you can do so much better than a piece of plastic.”
She knew what he wanted to hear, needed to hear. With her taking away control he needed to know that she was enjoying their game just as much as he was.
“I’m happy to be of service.”
“You are in my service, aren’t you?” Milton heard a rustle, and then Amie spoke softly away from the phone, “May I try this on, please?”
“What are you doing?”
“I’m going someplace where we can be alone.” He heard her say “thanks” and then a click–a lock being fastened.
“Why do we need to be alone?” Phone sex! Phone sex! Phone sex! He’d never experienced the pleasure of dirty talk over the phone. Not until he met Amie.
“I’ve had the urge to play all morning. I couldn’t wait for tonight. Do you want to play with me?”
“Yes!” he spat. “I mean, what kind of playtime do you have in mind?”
“The kind that involves touching. Me touching myself and you stroking your big, thick cock.”
Christ. She had a dirty mouth. And she was so carefree. She had no second thoughts as to masturbating in a change room in a public place. At least Milton was in his hotel room, alone. He settled on the chair in front of the wooden desk and leaned back, rubbing his cock through his pants.
“What are you wearing, Milton?” Her voice was low and seductive.
“A suit.” He grinned. “And an erection.”
“Just what I was hoping for. Why don’t you take off your jacket for me and get comfortable.” A rustle of bags and some clanking came through from the other end of the phone. Milton slipped one arm out of his jacket at a time, transferring the phone from one hand to the other.
“Done.” He hoped she wouldn’t stop with his jacket.
“I’m horny, Milton. And all alone in this change room. Tell me what you’d do to me if you were here.”
“Ah…” Amie was the dirty talker, not him. This was a challenge. One he did not intend to lose.
“Would you take off my pants?”
“Eventually. First, I would kiss you. I would press you up against the wall and rub my cock against your body.”
A soft agreement whispered from her lips. “But this isn’t about you, Milton. It’s about me. My pleasure. You are not to
come.” His cock throbbed harder now in his pants at her words.
“I would still kiss you. Then move down your body. I’d lift your shirt over your head and remove your bra, concentrating on your breasts for a while with my fingers and tongue.” He heard a soft whimper on the other end. “When your nipples are red and swollen I’ll kiss down your stomach. Licking at your skin with every inch of your zipper that pulls away.”
Milton’s cock begged for freedom and release, but he pushed it aside. He would concentrate on Amie, just like she had asked.
“I’m pulling down my jeans now,” she whispered softly.
Milton gulped, imagining her soft, supple thighs, thighs that he wished were gripping his waist.
