Alice can wait m

I tucked my cock back into my jeans, zipped up, and wiped my hand on my shirt. The mess was still there, but it could wait until I got home.

Alice’s messages could wait too.

I opened the other Snapchat instead.

It was a video.

The second it started playing, I remembered her.

A thick goth girl — black hair with purple streaks, heavy eyeliner, full lips, and a body that was all soft curves and attitude. She was about five years older than me, and she knew exactly how to use it. In the video she was walking through a shopping centre, phone held low, her big tits pushed up and spilling out of a low-cut black top. Deep cleavage on full display as she walked. She looked straight into the camera, smirked, and spoke in that low, teasing voice I remembered.

“Mommy’s waiting for your reply, baby.”

The video ended.

My cock gave a tired little twitch in my jeans despite how drained I was.

I stared at the screen for a few seconds, then typed back. I wasn’t about to let this go cold — not when she was clearly in the mood to play.

Me: “Fuck… that’s not fair. I’m still driving and you’re out there looking like that.”

She replied almost immediately.

Her: “Good. Means you’re thinking about these tits while you’re supposed to be concentrating. You gonna be a good boy and send Mommy something back, or are you too tired after whatever you were doing this weekend?”

I hesitated for a second.

The honest answer was that I wasn’t sure I could get properly hard again tonight — not after everything that had happened with Alice. My body was wrecked. But I also wasn’t ready to shut this down.

Me: “Not gonna lie, I’m pretty spent after the weekend. Might take me a bit to get going again tonight. But I’m not ignoring you.”

I hit send before I could overthink it.

Her reply came through a moment later.

Her: “Aww, poor thing. Did someone wear you out? That’s cute. Don’t worry, Mommy can be patient… for a little while. But I expect something nice when you’re home and recovered.”

She followed it up with another photo — this one taken in the changing room mirror, top pulled down, one heavy tit fully out, nipple pierced.

I swallowed hard and kept driving.