“Why do you say that?”
“I wanted this moment to be with you and not him Jonathan.”
She didn’t hear another word, it was so quiet for a moment that she thought he had hung up the phone. “Are you there?”
“Yes, baby, I’m still here. I just thought that was the sweetest thing I’ve heard anybody say, is all. I can tell you this though, it took all of my control to not scream out your name while I was jacking off. And when I thought about doing you from behind, I came so hard while you were moaning, I know I came about three times tonight listening to you get fucked.”
Her heart was racing at hearing him say this. “It took me biting my tongue to not end up screaming yours, but I said it over and over again in my mind. It felt so weird thinking about you fucking me instead of him, but God, it felt so hot.”
“Maybe we’ll be able to do it sometime soon, baby.”
“Most definitely, sweetheart, I promise to let you know when and it might be soon. Listen, I want to try something for tomorrow if you don’t mind.”
“Sure, what do you want to do?”
“I plan on leaving the key to the mailbox for you because this time, I’ll have a package for you,” she said.
“Oh, a present for me, huh? All right then, I am game but you won’t have to leave me your key, I do have another one with me.”
Marcie smiled because all she had to do was drop off the package before she went to work.
“I’ll let you go on to bed, baby, I know you are tired as well as sore from tonight. I will call you tomorrow night and let you know when I’ve gotten your package, all right?”
“Good night, baby, sweet dreams,” Marcie said, clicking the button on the phone dock to disconnect it before she slowly slid underneath her blankets, smiling as she thought of the surprise she had in store for him.
Marcie had planned this ever since receiving the last package he had sent her. She wanted to change it up a bit and surprise him with something special. She had decided to go to the adult toy store, a place she’d never thought to set foot in, her entire life. Knowing that she looked like she didn’t know what in the hell she was doing, she was grateful when the girl who worked there asked if she needed help. The girl wore black skintight leather pants, a Ramones T-shirt, studded bracelets, and her hair was black with white skunk stripes, which matched her black lips and eyeliner plastered on her whiter-than-white skin.
Marcie was taken aback by the girl’s squeaky and high-pitched voice, but played it off with a smile and said, “I’m trying to find something for my friend, a sex toy that he might like.”
The girl’s green eyes danced as she waved her black nail polished finger for Marcie to follow her through the aisle of dildos, lube, and other things Marcie had no idea what they were for. Soon they found themselves near a wall of plastic pussies and other things that looked like something from out of this world.
“I think your friend would enjoy this one here, it’s called a flesh light. This right here is the opening, this one looks like a pussy but they have one that also looks like a mouth with lips. The cock goes in here and basically he jacks off with this while he holds onto the handle. I know a lot of men love it because of the suction and I’ve never had an unsatisfied customer.” She smiled, tapping the device and then handing it to her.
She looked at it and imagined how it would look sliding up and down on his cock. A shiver went ran through her. “I’ll take the one that has the mouth and do you have a box that I can put it in?” When she got home, she put the flesh light into the box and wrapped it up in plain brown paper.
* * * *
When she got to the UPS store the following morning, Marcie saw the balding man pulling a lever so that a waterfall of packing peanuts fell into a box he was preparing for shipping. He came over to the counter, looked at her and asked, “Yes, ma’am, how may I help you?”
“Yes, could you please put this in box 747? My friend will be picking it up later on today,” Marcie said handing him the box wrapped in brown paper.
“Yes, ma’am, I will do that right now.” And with that he walked into the back behind the wall where the mailboxes were. She went to box 747 and opened it to see him putting it in. She closed the door, content with what had been done and headed out of the door and off to work.
Part Two
JONATHAN’S STORY
Chapter Four
“I wanted this moment to be with you, and not him, Jonathan.” Those words echoed in his head while he was working. Jonathan couldn’t believe he had gotten so involved with this woman he had yet to meet in person. Even while at his mom’s house, his thoughts were of her laying in his bed, wearing the nightshirt she’d told him she always wore, with smile spread sweetly over her full lips. These were the things he would think about while at work, or in the shower and mostly while they were talking.
“You have a call on line two,” Geraldine, his secretary, yelled.
“Hello, this is Jonathan speaking.”
“Hey buddy, what you are up to today?” said his good buddy Frank.
“Nothing much here, what’s going on with you?”
“I have a house over on Pratt Avenue, a five bedroom, five and a half bath that I’ve been trying to sell for the past six months, now. No one seems to be interested in it and I thought to myself maybe you would be interested in trying to sell it?”
“That sounds great to me, fax me the info and I’ll see what I can do. “
“Say, how’s it going between you and that girl you’ve been talking with?”
Frank and Jonathan had been friends since high school when they’d both played varsity football, they knew everything about each other. Most folks would think they were like young women who were always chattering on about their lives, telling one another everything. “Oh, it’s been going pretty good so far, we’ve just been enjoying each other’s company for right now.”
“Has she asked to meet you yet?”
“No, not yet, I’ve given her that option to let me know when she feels comfortable about meeting face-to-face, but I think it won’t be long before we can do just that. She’s just as anxious as I am, I can tell you that.”
“Well, I hope you won’t be disappointed, my friend, I swear when you told me that you had been talking to a complete stranger over the phone, I thought you were an idiot. But I can tell you are really into this chick, she must be something special for her to have you like this all of the time, sight unseen.”
Jonathan chuckled and said, “Check you later, man.” Hanging up the phone, he looked out the window at the hustle and bustle of city life. He remembered listening to her friend the other night, how it excited him to no end listening to her moaning and groaning and imagining himself as the one who was fucking her from behind. She sounded so good while she got fucked and the thought of her screaming and moaning got him very hard. Quickly, Jonathan got up and walked over to the door and locked it. He had been getting this way for the past few days now, thinking of her moaning and groaning as he found himself quickly getting hard with the thought of how she would feel while they were making love.
Walking over to his small bathroom, Jonathan got a cool washcloth and went over to the couch he took naps on when working late. It was the perfect place for him to relax and jack off. Lying back, he undid his belt, unzipped his pants as he stood at attention automatically, and slowly starting stroking himself. Jonathan lay back as thoughts of his thick momma flooded his mind at that moment, thinking about how luscious her ass would be, how sweet that mouth would feel on his cock while she was sucking on him instead of the guy she was with the other night.
Few of the women he had been with over the years had intrigued him as much as this one did. Jonathan thought the reason for that was because most of the girls he had dealt with were superficial and only cared about getting what they could out of him, money and sex. He didn’t mind the sex ‘cause sometimes it was great but it was always the spending that killed him. Jonathan
knew he had money but damn, he sure as hell wasn’t a millionaire. He could tell when he started talking with Joan however, she was different from the rest of the women he’d known, and it was her difference that attracted him to her the most, even though they’d yet to meet face-to-face.
Jonathan could feel himself tensing up as he quickly started to come in steady streams on his hand while he softly grunted with each stroke. “Joan,” he whispered as he stopped and wiped himself off and zipped his pants up. This was the second time today he’d jacked off in his office. It was starting to be a regular thing. If only he could be with her instead.
When he was done, he realized he’d completely forgotten about getting the package she’d sent him today.
Getting up, Jonathan checked himself before he went out the door. He headed out to his car and made his way down to the UPS store. When he got there, Jonathan went straight to their box, box 747, and opened it, seeing a brown box inside. He had to smile because he was the one who had started this whole thing and now it was his turn to be the one who got to wait until their talk. He honestly couldn’t wait until tonight to talk with her.
When Jonathan came back to the office, Geraldine had the papers Frank had faxed for the house he wanted Jonathan to sell. It was a huge house and he couldn’t wait to see what it looked like on the inside. Getting back on the phone and calling Frank, Jonathan asked him to meet at the house.
* * * *
“Well, what do you think?” Frank asked, while they were standing in the spacious living room.
Jonathan had been in the real estate business for years and had probably seen hundreds of homes and apartments, but nothing could compare to this place. It was like it was a five star hotel. The place had extremely high ceilings and cherry hardwood flooring throughout the entire place. The kitchen had stainless steel appliances with the same cherry wood for the cabinets. “This place is insane, who the hell owned it?” Jonathan asked as they continued upstairs.
“This couple who had three kids, the guy is a plastic surgeon of course, so he can afford something like this. The kids have all grown up and are away in college and it was just him and his wife and their three dogs. He wants to sell it and with the market the way it is, I haven’t had any clients even think about buying.”
The master bedroom was so huge, he swore it was like two of the rooms at his place and he’d thought his place was big. Hell, this house could probably end up swallowing his place. “Damn, this place is insane.”
“Oh, I know, when I first walked through it, I almost pissed myself because I kept saying to myself, ‘this is crazy’. So, do you think you know somebody who would want this place?”
“Actually, this may come as a shock to you, but I know of five people who have big families that might want this place. I can give them a call when I head back to the office and give them your number. I haven’t had any homes like this because mainly I’ve been dealing with just one- to three-bedroom homes. But I know the folks I’ll be talking with today, they will be very interested and the price is right too. Hell, man, can you imagine the parties they had in this place?”
They both laughed because with their dirty minds they both knew what they would have been having if one of them had a house like this. It would be nonstop parties and sexual escapades, hell they probably would never even leave this place. “Say, you want to go and grab some lunch, we can go to Ruth’s Chris’, my treat.”
“Sounds good, man, let’s go.”
Whenever Frank decided to treat for lunch, Jonathan took the offer right away because the last time Frank had treated anybody to anything was about three years ago, when his wife Karen had their second baby who was Jonathan’s goddaughter, Leigh Ann.
“So, let me ask you more about this girl you’ve been talking with, my friend, do you think her name really is Joan? I mean, has she even given you a hint about where she works, if she does work at all?”
“Honestly no, I know she wants to protect her privacy and all, which I totally understand. How would you like it if some strange as hell guy calls you up and you don’t know who he is? Hell I’d be protective too, so whenever she wants to tell me what her real name is, I’ll be here to listen. I just hope we get to meet sooner rather than later because all of this talking is already killing me.”
“When was the last time you got laid, and I mean truly laid, man?”
Their waitress came over with their food and Jonathan got a good look at her ass which was snug in a tight black skirt. “It’s been too damn long, but I’m a very patient man, Frank, I know that Joan is the girl for me.”
“You’re really into this girl, man. Wow, that’s a first, because nine times out of ten, you’d be all over our waitress in a heartbeat. I honestly haven’t seen you this way since Rachel and that was about five years ago.”
Rachel, a person he’d rather forget, was the epitome of beauty with her long, dark brown hair, blue eyes, lightly suntanned skin, full lips, and nice round ass that complemented her natural D-cup breasts. They had met during a mutual friend’s party and immediately connected. They’d eventually moved in together and everybody’d thought they were a beautiful couple. The sex was amazing and she had even taught him a thing or two about making love, like taking his time with a woman.
One day Jonathan had decided to surprise her by asking her to marry him. They went out of town to a little bed and breakfast inn. He had everything planned for that evening, including a perfect dinner on the balcony of their room. When he presented her with the ring she was shocked. But instead of saying yes, she told him she had been cheating on him with a guy from her job, which he found out later on had become vice president of the company. So, that meant more money and more opportunities than Jonathan could give her.
After about two months of wallowing in self-pity, Jonathan got over her, but he became very wary of being with women long-term. But that all had changed when he started talking with Joan, he wanted and had to have, this woman.
* * * *
When Jonathan got home, he sat the package on his bed. He was about to take a shower but decided to wait until after their talk because, whatever she had in store, he knew it had to top what he had already given her. After changing into pajama pants, Jonathan picked up the phone and called his thick momma.
“Hello, darling, how was your day?” she asked with that sweet voice of hers. She sounded so heavenly that he could only imagine how she looked in person.
“I’m fine, my dear, I’ve been trying to help a friend of mine sell a big house, I wish you could see it, darling, the rooms are humongous and the flooring is all dark cherry wood.”
“Wow, how many rooms?”
“It’s a five bedroom, five-and-a-half bath; it’s totally insane how huge this place is.”
“Geez, it sounds outrageous indeed. I wouldn’t know what to do with that entire house if I was living there.” She laughed. He enjoyed listening to her laugh, she sounded sweet and it lifted his heart like nothing he had ever felt before. He was really starting to fall for her voice, Jonathan thought to himself while lying in bed.
“I got your package, I can’t wait to see what you got me.”
“Oh, I think you’ll love it. I honestly have to say, that was the first time I had ever gone inside a sex shop. I was a nervous wreck but this Goth girl helped me pick out your gift. Go on and open it, baby.”
Picking up the box, Jonathan quickly ripped off the brown paper and saw the flesh light staring back at him. His thick momma was a clever minx since Jonathan had always wanted to try this thing out. “Oh, I love it, you did really well with picking this out.”
He took it out of the box and saw that the opening looked exactly like a mouth. He smiled. “I see you got the one with the mouth. Now, I know I’m going to like this. It will definitely remind me of how you went down on that guy the other night, baby. I want you to talk with me tonight and tell me how you felt while going down on that man.”
“Did you enjoy listening to m
y friend while I was going down on him?”
Jonathan slid the apparatus onto his already hard cock. It felt amazing as he slowly started to move it. “Very much so, baby, you really were giving it to him good because I could hear him enjoying it.” He waited and listened to what she had to say next.
“Well, I do love going down on a man, it’s one of the things I know I’m good at when it comes to being with a man. I like to take my time with him, while I’m going down on him. I like to figure out how I can make him squirm, how far I can go with him while I’m down there. I think it has a lot to do with control. Since I can make him come or not come, I can tease him as much as I want. Would you like for me to tease you, Jonathan?”
Lying back in bed, the phone rested between his shoulder and ear while his hand slowly guided that flesh light up and down his cock. God, the sensation was amazing. She’d told him how she loved to go down. “Man, I swear if I didn’t know this was a flesh light, I could have sworn it was you going down on me instead. Keep talking to me, baby.”
He could hear her pretty little voice purr. “I was rolling my tongue along his cock and he was huge and thick. I could tell he liked it rough and I have to admit that I loved how rough he was with me. He enjoyed me going down on him so much, sucking and licking and easing my mouth up and down his cock. Then I would go down on his balls, sucking on them as well. I swore I ended up having an orgasm just from sucking on him and hearing him moan like he did.”
God, just the thought of her going down on his balls alone made them jump as he kept pumping a little faster, groaning and bucking up against the flesh light whenever it would swallow him. Jonathan had picked up a pretty good rhythm already. “I bet you are amazing with that pretty little mouth of yours, Joan. I can’t wait for you to try it out on me one of these days.” Breathing a heavy sigh, his eyes rolled back while he continued his stroking. God, Jonathan wanted this woman.
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