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My orgasm begins to fade, and I come back down to earth on a bed of soft warmth. I pull my fingers out of myself and collapse on the bed, curled up around the cell phone. I smile to myself as I float. I listen to Denton fight to get his breath back.

“How was that for you?” he asks when he’s mostly back under control.

I think of the sticky liquid that coats my inner thighs, the heights I soared to.

“Fucking amazing,” I reply.

He laughs softly.

“Yeah,” he says.

We spend the next few hours chatting. I tell him about the conference. He laughs out loud at me working blue elephant into a sentence. I can feel myself starting to drift toward sleep, and I try to stifle a yawn but he hears it.

He laughs. “I guess I wore you out.”

“You sure did,” I agree.

“I’ll let you get some sleep,” he says. “First thing tomorrow, go down to reception. There’ll be a package waiting for you.”

“You sent me something?” I say.

“Of course. Send me a photo when you get it. Good night, Robin. I love you.”

“I love you too,” I say.

We end the call, and I shuffle to one side and lift the duvet up. I roll into the clear spot and pull it over me. I snuggle in and drift into a contented sleep thinking about what my gift will be. This conference isn’t turning out to be so bad after all.

I wake up early on Valentine’s Day. My cock is already standing to attention and the first thing I think about is my call with Robin last night. It was so fucking sexy hearing her touching herself, hearing the way she reacted to her own touch, directed by me. And when she described what she wanted to do to me, I thought I would explode.

I know my cock won’t be going down without me jerking off, and I kept my promise to Robin. We didn’t say I couldn’t jerk off this morning. I wrap my hand around my cock and begin to pound it out. I see Robin in my mind.

First, she’s kneeling before me. She bites her lip and looks up at me, the hint of a smile on her lips. She moves her head forward and she’s sucking my cock. Next, she’s straddling me, riding my cock, her breasts jiggling in time with her thrusts. Now I’m on top of her, fucking her. She’s saying my name over and over again, whispering it into my ear like it’s a secret we share. I pull my head back and look at her face, twisted in ecstasy. That does it. I come hard, her face lingering in my mind even as my climax sends every other thought tumbling out of my brain.

When I get my breath back, I stretch and check the time. It’s still early, and I figure I’ll have time to jump in the shower and get ready before Robin texts me to say she received my gift. My cock twitches as I think of the gift I’ve sent her, and my eyes go to a small black box that sits on my bedside cabinet. I smile to myself and push back the duvet before I find myself jerking off again.

I shower and dress and go through to the lounge with my cell phone. I make myself a coffee and take it out onto the veranda. It’s nippy and after a few sips, I go back inside. I pace around, waiting anxiously for a text from Robin. It’s almost nine, and I thought she would have been up early and ready for the conference by now. Which would mean she received my gift. I hope she doesn’t hate it. Oh shit, I really hope she hasn’t collected it and taken it with her to open at breakfast if she’s running late.

Finally, at just after nine thirty, I get a text from her. It’s just one word.

“Wow.”

I grin to myself and send her a winky face. I wait for my photo. I don’t have to wait long. Robin sends me a photo of herself, a selfie taken in the mirror. Her hair is loose, hanging around her face in soft curls, and she’s made up, ready for the day. Her smoky eyes make my heart skip a beat. She’s wearing the gift I sent her: vibrating black panties and a black bra. My cock instantly goes hard as I look at her.

Another text message pings in.

“I love the gift, but I don’t think I’m going to be able to use it today. The controller is missing.”

I laugh to myself and go back through to the bedroom. I sit on the bed and pick up the black box from the bedside cabinet: the controller for the panties. I open my camera app and turn on the front-facing camera. I grin and hold up the box.

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