A few weeks

It had been a few weeks since the accidental message, and Emily had been drawn in more and more. It started with asking for advice, sharing your fantasies, her own insecurities, then dirty talk, sharing how he would enjoy her, slowly escalating to today, the stranger on the other end had asked her for pictures a few times, but this was the first time Emily had actually taken one.

She had made sure that there was no part of her face visible, that the underwear she had on wasn’t too revealing, even that her legs and bikini line weren’t perfectly smooth. It was a new thrill, making her heart beat faster, her pussy clench.

She hovered over the send button again, thinking about the few times you had gotten hard for her when she told you about talking to another man, the rush she got when she read the compliments this stranger gave her without even seeing her. Doubt shifted to determination and she hit the button, a flutter of anxiety forming low in her belly, or was it something else?