Keep On Taking It Slow

A pause settled over the room. This was reality. David had a picture of Carrie on his phone. And here she was staring at his cock. The two of you met each other in eyes...and then you both giggled.

"This is insane." she rolled her eyes. "It would be just like that prick to send me a picture of..." another laugh. "...Well his prick."

"So, what next?" She asked.

You're wondering that yourself. How far do you want to take this? The evening so far had already seen a lot of movement. But, it had all been spur of the moment choices.

"Well, he's interested, that's for sure." You said. "How do you want to play it?"

She made a gesture, as though she were confused why she was the one being asked. But, then a glimmer of comprehension hit her eyes. The same glimmer as when she'd told you how to ask for the picture.

"Well, I don't want him thinking this is going to happen too fast or easy, you know?" She nodded to herself. "He might get a mistaken impression...like that I was set up to do this."

"Let's see. I've got class tomorrow. An exam is coming up, and I want to be ready." Carrie was still in the process of finishing up her MBA. You'd become used to her occasionally hectic schedule. "After that I have Yoga on the weekend."

"I guess tomorrow actually would work best. The whole weekend is probably going to be Yoga and Class."

"How about I come over again tomorrow? That way I can spend some time with you...and my man." She gave a flirty flip of her hair over her shoulder. "Maybe I can put on something sexy, just for him. Give him some more little sneak peaks. Maybe a goodnight kiss on the way out"

You stayed still as she explained her plan.

"Should I text him more, though?" She held her right wrist with her other hand. "I probably shouldn't send him any more pictures tonight. Though maybe chat a little bit more..."

She looked down and to the side slightly. Your cock was still rock hard. It briefly caught her eyes.

"Alright, I think that's enough for today." She said . You nod in agreement. It's much better if she's the one setting the pace of it all. The less control you have the better.

As she gets up to leave, she whispers one last thing in your ear.

"I'm not going to be thinking about your cock tonight."

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