A New Proposal

By the time I came back around, Jeannie was packed and gone. I slowly made my way over to the wet bar and picked up a bottle of scotch and didn’t bother with a glass, just put the mouth of the bottle to my lips and sucked down more than a double shot. Then I heard my phone go off wherever it was. I traced the sound back to the small table that was upturned in front of the couch.

I found it just under the right hand corner on the floor, the screen still intact. Swiping it on, I found a text message from Lisa Carver.

“Hello Mr. Cartier,
I haven’t heard from you in a while, I hope that I haven’t done something to cause
you any distress. I hope you don’t feel that I’m a clingy female but the time we spent
together was something I’ll always remember. I hope you can accept this as it is
meant!”

Then I was notified of photo attachments that I could open. I go to their location and open the first one which was Lisa in her bra and panties in a bathroom I couldn’t recognize. She was sitting on the edge of a tub, bangles on her left wrist, a pair of beige stocking and heels

“Oh sweet Jesus!” That was when my cock began hardening. I bit the side of my left fist. To think that was only the first photo. Quickly I swiped to the next photo and dropped my phone. Lisa stood there her bra missing, the clasp that held her panties to her silk sash in her left hand and her panties just being held by the right clasp. Her Pussy was on display.

Another text , “I hope you don’t think too forward of me and that you like what I’m showing you!”

Like it if I didn’t think you would object. I would send you a picture of how hard my cock is right this minute. Then I thought that two could play the game Lisa started. I was about to set my camera on when the sound of new pictures arrived. Going to open the third picture and promptly dropped both my phone and myself to the floor.