Anyway, now it’s John’s turn.  I like John.  He is sweet and considerate and often times waits for me to come before he allows himself the release he has paid me good money to get.  I guess it’s his way to buy me a drink.  He asks how I am and what I am wearing.  I tell him the truth.  I am in track suits.  He asks me to describe the material which I do, half heatedly.  He can sense that my mind is elsewhere so he tells me gently, no, go on, use the tip of our fingers and run along our thighs.

I do and tell him the material has a soft velvety feeling about it.  Does it feel nice to the touch, he asks.  I say yes, he does and for the first time, I feel the beginning of what could happen.  I straighten up in my chair and run a hand on my breasts.

I have my nipple in my hand now John.  He says he has his dick in his.  He says it like he would tell you he has a book, or a newspaper.  Somehow, the way his says it goes through me  and I want to know more about his dick.  Of course I know all about it.  He sent me a picture of it by email.  I tell him I wish it was my hand doing the stroking and he replies that he hasn’t started masturbating and is waiting for me before he does.  He asks me to undress.  Which I do.  After I am completely naked, I realize that I am more turned on that I thought I would be.

When I slip my finger inside my pussy, gently as I like to do, I feel the familiar moist.  Masturbation with another person by phone is cozy, familiar, exciting, comfortable.

I am looking forward to what’s coming next.