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Did those blue eyes just turn hungry behind the horn-rimmed glasses?
“Are we doing ladies first again?” he asks.
Nodding, I show him the toys I have in mind.
He unbuttons the top button on his shirt. “Let me know when you’re ready.”
I’m wearing a dress without any underwear, so it’s a matter of a single moment to put the suction thingy next to my clit. “Ready.”
His eyes darken. Has he just figured out my commando situation?
The toy comes to life and latches onto my clit like an FDA-approved leech.
Wow. The finger test didn’t properly prepare me for this.
I sneak a glance under my skirt. Damn. Things are engorged. It looks as though I’m about to sprout a penis. I’m glad he can’t see that situation. My heart hammers, waves of heat washing over my body as the sensations intensify.
As if from a distance, I hear him ask, “Should I up the suction?”
“No,” I pant. “Let’s give vibration a try.”
As soon as the vibration begins, I have the most intense—borderline painful—orgasm of my life.
Something between a moan and a scream is wrenched from my lips.
Then the device turns off—releasing the vacuum but also causing another orgasm.
This is when I realize that in the throngs of passion, I dropped the phone onto the couch.
Reddening to record levels, I grab it.
His face on the screen is unreadable again.
I belatedly cross my legs. “Did you see anything?”
A hint of a smile. “A gentleman never looks and tells.”
That’s a yes! How much did he see? And why did it all need to be red and swollen from the suction thing?
What am I saying? I’d be just as mortified if everything were nice and pink down there. Now if my old bush was still there…
Crap, I’m making this worse by staying silent. “It’s your turn,” I say, my brain kicking into high gear. “According to my research, you don’t need to be, umm… ready for that one. The suction of the gizmo will take care of that step.”
His hand disappears from view for a few moments. Then he says, “Ready.”
As a testing perfectionist, I want to ask if he’s starting this out fully erect or not, so I can document that fact. My mouth doesn’t form those words, however, so the testing documentation will be less than perfect.
Not that it really matters. As I told him, the device makes it so he’d be hard pretty quickly—a version of the same pump is even used on ED patients.
I press the “On” button.
I can hear the motor whirling on his end of the call.
It sounds strained or something.
His eyes widen.
“I’ll up the suction, okay?”
