Me: OK
Ugh. “OK”. Brilliant. I’m sure Heidi and Kristen would have a laugh at my expense over that. But it was the best I could do! I didn’t have a lot of blood making it to my brain at the moment, after all. All I could do was imagine what was going on in that room. I continued staring at my home, reading Heidi’s messages over and over and trying to psychically will her to send me more photos. After a few of minutes of hoping, I surrendered to the fact that no more were coming. I went back to my video, which had continued running on my laptop. Aida currently had her face buried in Crystal’s pussy. I needed to climax – so I did. It only took a few more strokes to go over the edge, and I sunk back into the couch to enjoy my self-made afterglow.
But the fabled post-nut clarity wasn’t enough to slow my imagination and I couldn’t stop wondering (fantasizing?) about what Heidi was doing to my Kristen. Maybe a cold shower would help. I headed to the bathroom and jumped under the flow before it had a chance to warm up – the jolt of cold against my skin had the desired effect, bringing an abrupt end to my sexual thoughts. I couldn’t stand the cold temperature for long. I wrapped up, towelled off and laid down on the bed. In need of distraction, I logged into my work’s sales portal to check for any new activity. It was hardly necessary on a Friday night but I knew it would keep my mind occupied while I waited for Kristen.
Soon, the inevitable happened: my phone chimed.
Kristen: Hey babe. Just finished up.
A photo was attached. Heidi and Kristen, standing side-by-side with big smiles and their arms around each other’s waists like old pals. Kristen was naked, her nipples erect. Heidi was in her uniform but it was barely fastened in the front, showing a tantalizing amount of cleavage.
Me: Mmm, you look so hot babe!
Kristen: Thanks! What about Heidi?
At any other time, I would’ve thought this to be a trick question. But I was pretty sure what kind of reaction she wanted from me, and a little flirtation would be welcome.
Me: Hard to tell with that pesky uniform on.
Kristen sent back a series of laughing face emojis. I replied with the shrugging man. There was nothing for a minute… and then one more photo. Heidi was bent over the massage table, head turned back towards the camera with a seductive smirk on her face. She was holding up her uniform to display her beautiful ass. Guess she’d skipped the panties today.
Kristen: Better?
Me: That’s a nice ass!
Kristen: Isn’t it? Wait ’till you see the rest of her
My brain practically short-circuited. Wait ’till I see the rest of her? Quite the tease! And the implication that Kristen had seen her naked already… whoa. I snapped out of it, sending the wide-eyed emoji.
Kristen: lol
Me: Coming home now?
I suspected the few photos I’d seen didn’t tell the whole story and I was eager to hear all the dirty details of what had happened.
Kristen: Later. I was Heidi’s last appointment, we’re going to go grab a drink.
Grrr! I felt like I’d been waiting an eternity already, when it had really been little more than the 45 minutes her appointment had taken. Now I had to pass what would probably be another hour-plus.