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“God, no. Do you have men send them?”
“I’ve had a boyfriend or two; there’s nothing wrong with it. Besides, some women think it’s hot when it’s solicited, of course, to see their man’s proud erection. Especially if she caused it.” She let out a giggle, and we heard a ping. My heart raced wondering if it was going to be a picture of his penis or of his smiling face. I closed my eyes, and she opened the message.
“Oh, nice.” Her reaction was hard to read, with my new knowledge of what she might find nice, so I opened my eyes to see his fiery eyes staring back at me. “He seems like a good one.”
“Now it’s your turn. Show me your smile.” She read his words out loud. “God, he’s so cute. Here, you have to send a selfie.”
“I’m a mess!” I turned my phone on and used the camera to fix my hair before taking the photo. I held the camera out, but Rain shook her head.
“No, do a downward shot. Let him see that body, girl. Besides, it makes your tits look amazing, trust me.” She opened the front of my blouse, and I slapped her hand away and positioned the camera. I smiled, snapped the picture, and hit send before I could talk myself out of it.
“This chat feature is the shit.” She watched the screen. “You don’t have to even use your number, so it’s all private. You can’t get any better than that. It’s best to make sure these people aren’t serial killers before you give them all your information.”
I nudged her. “If I get hacked up, I’m coming back to haunt you for introducing me to this site.”
“Relax, you’re good.”
Devin knocked on the table across the room. “Hey, are you two finished gossiping like two old women?”
“Chill, I’ll see you at the table in a few minutes.” Rain then looked at me and mouthed the words ‘You got this.’ She gestured to the phone and went back to join Senior Royal Dick at the table.
Another customer finally came in, and I poured their order when the next ping occurred. I excused myself to the back and quickly opened the phone.
You’re a knockout! The Loving Cup is still my fave for a good cup of coffee.
My blood turned cold. I glanced back at my picture and realized that I’d shown him where I worked. My blouse had the Loving Cup’s logo stitched right on the pocket above my name tag. Now this complete stranger knew how to find me whether I wanted him to or not. Great, if this went sideways, I was going to have to quit my job.
Panic set in. “Rain!”
CHAPTER SIX – TATE
I’d spent another long day on my computer doing touch-ups to photos and working my inner Casanova on Matched Solid. I couldn’t believe how immature some adults could be and the types of things I’ve read in the forums.
I’d also been bombarded with over a hundred nude images and offers and invites across the area and beyond. I tried not to lead anyone on, and there hadn’t been anyone I was interested in - except for one girl.
The moment I saw her, I knew she looked familiar, and not because I’d seen her profile before. When she sent that image from the Loving Cup, I knew I’d seen her there back before I stopped drinking coffee months ago. Out of all the other beautiful ladies in the crowd at the time, she was the only one hard at work. She’d stopped to take a tray of coffees around to a table, and the people were giving her hell. She’d kept her head held high, a smile plastered on her face, and just did her job.
I realized suddenly, this was the girl from my fantasy, the one I’d thought about when I jerked off. What were the odds of that?
Never in a million years, had I intended on finding anyone on this site that meant anything to me, but there she was; my dream girl. I kept checking my phone for her response, but she’d gone into radio silence after sending me a picture of herself at work.
I turned on my phone and glanced down at it again, and my cock responded with a twitch. I’d told her she was a knockout and I wasn’t insincere about it. Everything about her was perfect; her long wavy hair, nothing like the fake blondes I was usually attracted to, and her skin was pale, not like the overly tanned Terri. Looking at the picture, I could make out the perfect swells of her breasts and the flat plane of her stomach beneath them, the curve of her hips and more importantly, how pouty her lips were. I couldn’t help but think of them against mine, and my mind sunk even further into the gutter as I closed my eyes and imagined her down on her knees in front of me. She was smiling up at me just like in that image, only her mouth opened wider, and she took my cock between those perfect lips to suck it.
I was just about to touch my half-erect cock when my sister knocked on the front door of my house, proceeding to let herself in. “Tate?” Her voice carried across my house. “Tate it’s me.” I got up, bringing my phone with me, and went to the living room.
“Do you mind if I stay here again?”
“Roommate issues?”
“Yeah. She’s always bringing home a new guy like every other night. I’m not really into the lack of privacy, and she’d prefer I’d leave when they’re there anyway. I’m only doing this to help her out and since dad won’t pay for me to get a place of my own.”
“You know you should get your own place.”
“Dad would be there every waking moment. Besides, I love shopping too much. If I spend all my allowances on the house, then how am I supposed to dress?”
“Come on, did you just hear yourself? You’re not that girl. You’re the most responsible, intelligent, and practical girl I know, even if you do like to shop a little too much. You can make it on your own.”
“Could I stay here while I figure it out?”
