Back to the Present: On the phone with Christine

Adam swiped with his fingers over the display to answer the phone. As soon as he had accepted the call, he could right away hear Christine's' high pitched voice, and she sounded quite annoyed.

Christine: "Finally! What took you so long?!?"

Adam had no quick witted response. And looking down at his hulking erection, the truth was out of the question for obvious reasons. Or was it? He tried to answer smoothly.

Adam: "Christine. Hello to you, too! I'm glad to hear your lovely voice."
Christine: "What's the matter with you?? I have been calling for ages!! Why didn't you pick up?!?"
Adam: "Well... i just got home, so..."
Christine: "Whatever! Spare me your excuses! Don't let it happen again, or our arrangement is off!"

The threat of blowing their arrangement off made Adam rethink his attitude. He couldn't afford to lose her help and tutorship. He changed to a more submissive tone, to appease Christine, and quickly apologized.

Adam: "You're right Christine. I'm sorry, it won't happen again."
Christine: "I'll let this insolence slide, just this once. Now open up!"
Adam: "What to do you mean?"
Christine: "The door, silly. Did you fall on your head? I'm here to tutor you. Didn't you check your messages?"
Adam: "No, sorry. You know, you could just ring the doorbell for a change."
Christine: "Don't be dump! I told you: What if your cheer-slut sister would open the door? I don't want that skank to spread rumors of us dating or something. Anyways, it doesn't matter. Just come down and open up already!"
Adam: "Right. I'll be there in a second."
Christine: "OK, hurry up! Bye."

Adam looked down at his raging boner. During the phone call a few more drops of precum had fallen to the ground. Christine's bossy attitude as usual hadn't failed to turn him on, and he could feel and see his "Growth X"-improved, hugely engorged shaft throbbing. He desperately needed relief, but there was no time now, was there? He put his hands on his length and could feel that it was rock hard, unyielding. There was no chance at all to make it fit into his pants in the current state.