It was strange, it being as quiet as it was on a Saturday night. The usually crowded streets seemed empty, save the two in the corner, huddled under a street light, trying to make a sale on this cold night. Despite the late hour, the night seemed bright with the light of the full moon.
It may have been the full moon, it may have been the desire for the warmth of someone beside me as the cold air rushed through my window, but laying there in bed, I began to think of you. I absentmindedly brushed my fingertips over my nipples, hard from the cool breeze. I felt a shiver run down, sending a rush of warmth between my legs.
I smiled thinking of what you could be doing. I imagined you, out probably with your girl, catching a glimpse of something or hearing a familiar song that reminded you of me, or simply thinking of me because you knew deep inside that it was me you wanted to be with tonight.
I ran my hands down my stomach, leaving a trail of goosebumps on my skin. I closed my eyes, willing my thoughts to reach you, calling out your name as I imagined it was your hands reaching down to my awaiting sex. My fingers softly brushed over my slit, quickly dipping into the moist folds of my pussy. I let out a soft moan, begging for more, but wanting it to be you, wanting your hands, your fingers, your tongue to be exploring my body.
I was rubbing on my clit now, hard but slow, just the way you know I like it. I moaned as I brought myself closer, whispering your name between each breath. I imagined us, back on the bathroom floor, the cold tiles sticking to my naked back, you between my legs, your hard dick thrusting hard into my wet pussy, lost in our unrestrained desire.
My hips rocked up to meet my hands, driving me to the edge, bringing me oh-so close. In my mind, we were back in my room, my legs held high above my head, you pumping your thick shaft deeper and harder into me with each thrust. She was watching, sitting in the corner, her fingers deep in her pussy. Oh..but it isn't who you think it is. It was your girl...watching you take me, fuck me, make love to me like you can only do with me. I dug my nails into your back as I looked over your shoulder at her, as you screamed my name...She and I both know you are mine!
I couldn't hold back any longer. My body shook, my pussy convulsing as I rode the sudden wave of pleasure.
Your name escaped my lips once more, as my orgasm subsided...
...and my cell phone rang.
My lips curled up in a mischievous smile as I answered.
"I was just thinking of you...."
