Saturday Morning Video Call

“Good morning, gorgeous,” you said as you looked into the video call on your phone. The girls had coached you on what you should say, and even though it was 10 AM you felt like it was too early for this sort of talk.

“G’morning, John,” Tasha said. It looked like she was in her kitchen just starting to prepare her coffee for the morning. She smiled into her side of the call. “I’m not feeling particularly ‘gorgeous’ right now though.”

“Are you kidding me?” you asked, going off script almost immediately. “Tash, babe, you are absolutely everything I would want to wake up to in the morning just as you are.”

“You wake up next to Gemma and Sabrina pretty frequently,” she said flatly with a raised eyebrow. She was wearing what looked like an old, worn sleep shirt as she set the phone on the kitchen counter and leaned in to look at me.

“Oh, no,” you said. “A guy can’t possibly have more than one dream girl, can he?”

She scoffed a little. “I’m not your dream girl.”

“You’re one of them,” you said, bringing things back around to the script again. Gemma and Sabrina were on the other side of the phone from you, both gesturing and mouthing things that you ignored as they tried to backseat-call. “You know what I woke up thinking about this morning?”

“What’s that?” she asked. “Cause I might have been thinking the same thing.”

“I was thinking about yesterday morning, and how much I wanted to do that again. And again,” you said.

Gemma was flashing you an ‘OK’ sign, while Sabrina was motioning in a way that you thought meant ‘be dirtier and more graphic.’

“Maybe I was thinking about that too,” Tasha blushed as she bit the inside corner of her lip. “You know, you three made last night at the club particularly hard for me to stay concentrated.”

“I make no apologies, and neither do the girls,” you said. “Tash, I want you here with us. We want you here so we can absolutely smother you you love. Come over.”

“What, did you get impatient with the flirting?” she asked with a smirk as she stood up. In the background it sounded like her coffee had finished, and as she moved to get it you could see she was wearing a pair of boxer-like sleep shorts that were covered in Sponge-Bobs. It was cute and somehow sexy at the same time seeing her feeling casual and comfortable.

“I’ll keep flirting with you until you say stop,” you said. “But yes, I’m impatient, so come over.”

“You know I’m not a sub like Sabrina,” she said as she came back over to the camera, blowing softly on her coffee as she leaned down again. “Just because I like you taking charge a bit doesn’t mean you can just summon me for a booty call.”

“I know,” you said. “But I also know that you want today, because you know by the end of the night you’re going to be an absolute puddle of goo when we tuck you in and snuggle you, you’ll come so many times.”

“That dirty mouth is going to get you into trouble, John,” she said with a smile.

“Not as much as my dirty mind,” you grinned back. “Come over.”

“Let me get dressed,” she said. “And shower.”

“Just get dressed,” you said. “You and me in the shower again is on my list for the day.”

“Mmmgh,” she groaned. “I didn’t shower last night and I still have the club stank on me. I need to wash my hair or you’ll be smelling booze and cigarettes and broken dreams.”

That one got you to snort a little. “OK, shower and wash your hair,” you said. “We’ll save the shower sex for tomorrow.”

“Alright,” she said. Then she glanced off camera like she was double checking she was alone, and she set down her coffee mug and lifted up her shirt, flashing you her fantastic tits as she stuck out her tongue playfully. “There,” she said as she wiggled them. “Now you can be as turned on as I am until I get there.”

“God, you’re gorgeous,” you said.

She rolled her eyes and dropped her shirt as she smiled. “Thanks, John. For Thursday, and yesterday. You and the girls really did pick me up.”

“We’re not done yet,” you said. “See you soon.”

“You too,” she said and blew an air kiss at the phone before hanging up.

“She flashed you, didn’t she,” Sabrina guessed.

“Tits or pussy?” Gemma asked.

“Tits,” you said, shaking your head. “Fuck, they are something else.”

“Good job, love,” Gemma said as she sat down on the couch next to you and snuggled in, leaning her head on your shoulder. “You were playful and made her feel sexy without being too much.”

“I thought he could have been a little more explicit,” Sabrina said, coming and sitting in your lap as she curled her legs over Gemma’s and leaned against your chest. “I know I would want you to be.”

“Noted,” you chuckled as you hugged her with one arm while you slipped your other around Gemma’s shoulders. “When we are apart for some reason and video call or sext, I’ll be as explicit as possible.”

“Thank you, baby,” she grinned at you and then gave you a little kiss.

“You can be a little less explicit with me,” Gemma smirked. “Especially if I don’t have headphones in. The last thing I need is someone in my family overhearing you talking about missing my ass or something.”

“Oh, please,” Sabrina chuckled. “They all know you have a nice ass.”

“But they don’t need to hear about it from my boyfriend!” Gemma laughed.

“So…” you said once the laughter died off. “Tasha’s going to be probably an hour or so if she’s showering and getting ready. What are we going to do?”

“I have some editing and emails to do for OnlyFans,” Sabrina said. “You and Gemma are working on the Mock Trial. And no inappropriate touching until Tasha gets here.”

“Awww,” you and Gemma both groaned at the same time and then started laughing.

Sabrina rolled her eyes as she stood up. “Sometimes I feel like I’m dating two horny teenagers,” she said.

“Really? You feel that way?” Gemma guffawed.

Sabrina pulled down her panties, a cute little pair that had already been showing off half her ass under your t-shirt that she was wearing, and mooned the two of you as she stuck out her tongue.

“Come here,” you growled playfully, reaching for her. “That looks tasty.”

Sabrina shrieked a giggle as you chased her into the bedroom, leaving Gemma laughing on the couch.

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