The brilliant silence this time told me what I needed to know. His pants were starting to get tight, and he would need to keep a stern outwardly look as he held that phone to his face like it was his only source of air under a mile of water.
"Oops, am I saying too much?" I chuckled intentionally, "I don't mean to be so forward Michael, after all we just met. I just want you to know how sexy you make me feel. I am actually touching my breasts now through the tight silky fabric. I wish it were your hands touching them instead, squeezing them Michael, rubbing your thumb over my sexy little bumps in the middle.
"Michael? Are you still there?"
"Uh, ahem, yes . . .I-I'm here. Wow . . . you're really descriptive."
I liked the sounds of that, and I knew he liked the sounds of me too.
"I know
