She sends another picture

She knows she has only just met him, she knows all the risks of sending intimate photos, but she cannot stop herself. She quickly opens up the last photo she has taken, the one where her thong is eased aside, looking once more at the image, seeing how clear her pussy can be seen in it, how there is the glistening of wetness showing, and attaches it to her reply. “Is this what you want to see?” she adds in the message and presses send before she can change her mind.

Her heart beats fast as she sits in the quiet stall, staring at her phone, waiting for it to light up with a new incoming message. And when it does mere seconds later, she lets out a little yelp of delight, realising he must have been waiting for her message and has replied instantly.

“Someone looks excited. That sweet little pussy looks like it is in need of some attention.” Again his message leaves her wondering what he is suggesting, and she ponders her next response for some moments, deciding if he is encouraging her to send something more, or if she should ask where he is, whether she should go and join him and hopefully carry on what she so stupidly interrupted him from doing previously.