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RomanticAlpha42: To say I am disappointed is an understatement. Perhaps another time?
The three dots bounced around on the page, and before I knew it, a message appeared.
BabyGirl89: Absolutely. It's just bad timing.
I leaned back, disappointment filling me. After three months of talking, I was just a bit shocked at the answer I'd received, but it was really a last-minute thing and perhaps she was telling me the truth. Perhaps she really was busy.
I flipped from the chat screen over to my email and sent off a few end-of-the-day emails, then I began shutting things down and getting ready to head home. I was just about to log out of our chat screen when I noticed another message, titled ‘Just for You’. I clicked it open and my jaw dropped.
I had to blink to make sure I wasn't seeing things, but when I opened my eyes, the picture was still there. She stood before the camera, almost naked, wearing only a sexy bra and panty set, but once again, there wasn't a picture of her face. My cock ached, and I reached down and placed my hand over it, squeezing it as I willed it to go down.
Spencer
I groanedout loud as shots of cum sprayed over my abs. This was the seventh time in twelve hours that I had jerked off thanks to BabyGirl89. We'd chatted late into the night, and the string of pictures she had sent to me once I'd gotten into bed had been permanently burned into my memory.
I reached for a tissue and had just finished cleaning up the sticky mess I had made when the doorbell rang. I grabbed another tissue, swiped it across my stomach, and reached for my T-shirt that was lying on the back of the desk chair, throwing it over my head. I tied the string on my gym shorts and pulled open my bedroom door, as I listened to Nikki scream for me.
"I got it, Nikki, don't worry," I called as I climbed down the three steps to the front door and pulled it open to see Ainsley standing there, a bag slung over her shoulder.
"Hey, Ains, come on in." She awkwardly smiled at me and stepped through the door. "Here, give me these," I said, reaching for her bags and setting them down on the upper step. "Oh and let me take your coat."
She turned, allowing me to slip her coat from her shoulders. I couldn't help but look down at her breasts, as they spilled out of the top of her low-cut shirt. I swallowed hard as she turned around to face me, and I took her coat and grabbed a hanger from the closet.
She wore a snug black T-shirt and tight jeans that perfectly molded to her tight, round ass. I couldn't help it, my eyes ran the length of her body, her long, shapely legs, perky tits that I'd love to bury my face in, and nipples hard enough that they called to me through her T-shirt. They'd been calling to me since last summer, every time I saw her sunbathing in her backyard.
I remembered the first time I had seen her sprawled out in her backyard. I had sat in the kitchen across from her father that same afternoon with a rock-hard cock as she came into the kitchen in that skimpy little bikini to get a drink. It was all I could do then to keep my eyes off her. That was the exact moment that I had begun this descent into imagining what it would be like to fuck Ainsley Matthews senseless. I imagined on more than one occasion what it would be like to have her legs wrapped around my neck, panting my name as I pounded relentlessly into her. It hadn't gotten any better either because after a year, I still imagined it. I imagined it was Ainsley every single time I spoke to BabyGirl89.
"Hey, Mr. ummm...Spencer. Where's Nikki?"
"In the kitchen coloring. Come on in. I'm just trying to finish getting ready. Nikki has been demanding today."
She toed her shoes off before she climbed the stairs and stopped beside me in the hallway. The smell of vanilla invaded my senses. "I see you brought a night bag."
"I did. I hope that's all right. I know I am just next door, but I figured it would be best in case you are late. I'll just sleep in the room attached to Nikki's, like I've done before. Oh, and I also brought some craft supplies, movies, and snacks for us ladies. I'll make sure that crafts stay in the kitchen, that way we won't get glue on anything." She looked up at me innocently.
"That's fine." I smiled, even though I instantly wanted to bend down and remove that look of innocence off her face. "I've got to finish getting ready."
"All right, we will be in the kitchen." Ainsley smiled, bent down, and picked up her bag and wandered toward the kitchen.
I couldn't help but watch as she walked away from me, taking that hot, sexy body with her. My eyes were glued to that perfect ass as it swayed back and forth. I felt my cock start to stir, and I knew in that instant that I had to tear my eyes from her. I began to make my way down to my bedroom when I heard Nikki's little voice filled with excitement.
"Oh, Spencer, that is just hilarious," Jenelle said as she ran her hand down my arm.
Jenelle had been after me all night. She had sat with me through dinner, approached me for a dance, and had hung on to my every word as I mingled with all the clients ofFinding Forever.
"Please, excuse me for a few moments. I need to check on a private business matter," I lied and excused myself from the group. I was tired of being pawed. Women like Jenelle only took interest in me for one thing, and that was my wallet. I knew it, and they knew it as well.
I made a graceful exit, pretending I had seen someone off in the crowd, and quickly escaped the party. I snuck out of the conference room door and made my way up to my office where I closed the door and relished in the quiet. Sitting down at my desk, I removed my phone from my breast pocket, immediately pulling up my conversation with BabyGirl89, and sent out a message.
RomanticAlpha42: Wish you were here tonight. I would love nothing more than to have you on my arm.
BabyGirl89: I'd love nothing more also, but as I said, I have a previous engagement.
RomanticAlpha42: You're making me jealous; do you have a boyfriend?
BabyGirl89: If you must know, I am helping a friend out.
