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I smiled at the phone screen and bit my lip. If my parents hadn’t interrupted, I would’ve mauled him on my doorstep. Or even managed to get him in my room and let things lead to where they wanted to.
The footy star wanted me, the farm girl next door with crazy curly hair.
The dots appeared.
Tom: if only you didn’t have a room beside your parents …
Me: Why Tom, what are you presuming?
I smirked and sighed with a look at the common wall with my parents. Living at home and wanting something of a sex life meant limited options of where one could, let’s say, have a dalliance, and orgasm, with a suitable gentleman.
This bedroom would not be seeing any action. Mum and her extra-sensitive hearing and apparent insomnia when her daughter was out would see to no one visiting my bed here.
This was the Zanetti nunnery.
Tom: You were practically ripping my shirt off. I’m presuming nothing Miss Zanetti
Me: I am confirming nothing
Me: It’s late and I should let you get home. And I have to get changed.
Dots appeared instantly, but Tom was taking forever to finish his reply. So I unzipped my dress and stepped out of it, and put on an old tee shirt I used to sleep in. Next were my thigh-high stay-up stockings.
Ping.
Tom: I honestly can’t tell if you are teasing or sexting right now
I grinned.
Me: what would you like it to be?
Me: Taking off my lace top stockings now
Dots appeared and disappeared for a minute. I closed the text app and looked down at my stockinged legs, with lacy full briefs and patent black high heels. I adjusted the top of one of the stockings. Maybe our kiss had given me courage. I picked up my phone, opened the camera app and took a few pics of my leg and heels, with a peek of my panties just in the shot.
One photo looked particularly great in the glow of my lamp. I bit my lip and hit send.
Tom: That doesn’t help me to get comfortable to drive
Tom: you sent a photo?
There was a long pause and no dots.
Own it, girl.Go hard or go home, or at least that’s what someone said at the footy awards tonight.
Rosie: Something to help you think of me later when you’re home in bed
Tom: holy shit Rosie. That’s so hot.
Me: I’m glad you like it.
Me: Drive safe. Talk tomorrow
Tom: sweet dreams
Me: Oh I know you will have them LOL
Tom: not helping. Go to sleep woman
