Call Connie

You kiss Loretta. "Call Connie," you say. "I can't wait to meet her."

Loretta smiles and picks up her phone off of the hotel nightstand. You nuzzle her neck and rub your hands down her naked body. "Heya, Con," she says after the phone rings for a second. "Everything's great! I was calling because..." You put one hand on Loretta's tit and another between her thighs. "...Well... do you remember ahh...." she sighs as you rub her pussy. "Um... Do you remember that behhh... oh..." You continue to rub her as she tries to keep her composure on the phone. "That... that bet we made back in school?" She bites her lip and holds the phone at arm's length for a second as an aroused moan escapes her throat.

"Yeah?" she asks, returning the phone to her ear. "Yeah, that's the one... the one!" She stifles a giggle and slaps you playfully on the hip, then lets out a breathy sigh. "Well guess what I just did!" You hear indistinct excited shouting on the other side of the call. You pinch Loretta's nipple and slip a finger inside her as her body tenses up. "That's riiihh ohhh... that's right! Now you guh... uhhnn... gotta pay up!" You bite the nape of Loretta's neck, and she squeals without having a chance to pull the phone away. There's no way Connie isn't catching on to what's happening right now.

"No... no, I'm not at home," she gives out the name of the hotel and your room number as quickly as she can. "You should come... you should come..." Loretta's whole body starts to clench as you work your finger inside her, grope her breast, and nibble at her sensitive neck. "Come over right away!" she gasps out in a single breath, then she grits her teeth and convulses, silently orgasming in your embrace.

You hear "Lor? Lor?" on the other end of the phone. Loretta lifts her head dreamily. "Yeah, Con." she says. "We'll see you when you get here."