Two days later

Lucy spent the next day on tenderhooks. It was a Sunday and she just couldn’t relax, waiting desperately to hear from him. Every time her phone registered a new message she jumped, checking it quickly to see if it was him, always feeling disappointed when it wasn’t.

She went through the whole day like this, and when she finally went to bed, she had still not heard from him. She lay in bed frustrated, concerned he would not contact her again. She considered sending him a message, but in her mind it seemed wrong, that it would displease him if she seemed **** to contact him. So instead she lay in bed, her pussy filled with her vibrator as she dreamt of him, imagined him inside her. She cum hard, but still in need of him. It took a long time for her to sleep that night.

The next morning there was still no message from him. She prepared for work as normal, trying hard to clear her mind, taking a long shower hoping it would help. She dressed as normal, glad her work didn’t have a strong dress code, just smart and casual. The sunny day convinced her a mid length skirt and blouse would suffice. After applying her make up, she left, making the short walk to work.

She worked in a small office, it was only a temp role but she enjoyed it and was hopeful it would turn into something more permanent. She just did some boring admin but it was a job and she liked the people there.

The morning passed by her, work keeping her mind off him. It was just past noon and the few people in her office begun to talk about lunch, asking her if she was going out to get food, or if she fancied eating out with them.

As she pondered the options, her phone beeped on the desk beside her. Instantly her eyes saw the name displayed across the screen, “Daddy”, and she grabbed at it eagerly.

“Hello my little girl, have you been good for daddy?” it asked. She hit reply, “Yes daddy, I’ve been a good girl, I’ve missed you” she responded. As she waited for his reply, she informed her colleagues she might pop out in a while to get something to eat, so they should go without her. Even as they were heading out the door, her phone went again.

“Are you alone? Has my girl been thinking of daddy, have you been playing with yourself thinking of what daddy is going to do to you soon?” She read his words, shocked at how easily they excited her, how quickly her pussy become moist as she imagined giving herself to him.