A critically important text from Sarah.

It was a day with no plans for me, or more like no plans to go out of the house. Mom was at work and Isabelle had agreed to take longer shifts at the coffee shop for what was left of summer vacation, so I was alone at home at noon. Well, not exactly alone, but you get what I mean.

I went back to my room with Cake and the dogs. I had decided to practice the bass for most of the day, so I picked it up and started working on my usual exercises as Cake sat beside me on the bed. What I didn’t expect was the dog’s reaction.

They heard the low notes of the bass and their ears perked up. The two puppies looked up at me, eyes wide and tails wagging. Curious, I played a single note. Chip and Mint barked with lowered heads and front paws forward.

“What?” I asked them, grinning. “Do you like it or not?”

I played another note and got another bark from them. Then I played two quick notes in succession, making them growl and start jumping. To mess with them even more, I played a fast riff that I think gave them the zoomies because they started running around the room and playing with each other while Cake looked at them from the bed with interest.

I started laughing and regretting that I had no one to make a video of that. Can’t exactly play and hold the phone at the same time. Trying to set the camera somewhere felt too… artificial to me, but maybe we could get a repeat of that later and Isabelle could record it. It’d be nice for the channel since more people were asking for more dog content, but I don’t want to **** it. Cake just happens to enjoy sitting next to me while I play, and that’s at least 70% of the channel’s hook. The dogs stay for a bit, then leave.

I had been practicing for close to 30 minutes when I heard my phone. Cake meowed at me right after it buzzed, as if telling me to check it. I set my bass aside and picked up the phone. It was a text from Sarah. Not to the group chat, but directly to me.

-Sarah: Hey… You’re home alone, aren’t you?”

-Oliver: As alone as I can be with a clingy cat and two loud dogs, but yeah.

-Sarah: Can I come over?

-Oliver: Always. But… Did something happen?

-Sarah: No, I just want to talk. But more than that…

Next came a picture. A very explicit picture of her pussy, moist and with a full finger inside. My heart skipped a beat, one that went directly to my dick instead, apparently.

-Sarah: I’m super horny today and my fingers aren’t enough.

I swallowed. This… wasn’t exactly common. The texts, I mean. Back when we were in school, if the girls were in the mood we’d just sneak a quickie in the old music room, the club room or even a restroom if we were feeling daring. Now that we were apart, our encounters had to be mostly planned. Much less of that impromptu goodness that we are big fans of.

-Oliver: Mom’s gonna be back at around 6:00 pm and Isabelle is working.

…

My heart began racing faster as I considered whether to send a text I had in mind or not. No matter how much time passes or how much I grow, I can’t seem to get rid of that hesitance to say some things. I wanted to play along with Sarah and talk dirty, but that’s always been kind of difficult for me. It’s a little embarrassing and I find myself fearing I’ll just sound ridiculous. But… Sarah sent a picture of her wet pussy.

-Oliver: Bring that to me and I’ll see if I can do something about that leak.

Nope. It didn’t sound good to me. Felt **** and cringy. I almost deleted it, but she had seen it already. However…

-Sarah: On my way. get your tools ready.

She was either kind enough to play along or was seriously so horny that even that sounded sexy. Either way, bless her heart.

I was suddenly very excited. My quiet plans were ruined, but you wouldn’t hear me utter a single complaint. That said, it was very sudden. We’d just hung out and, while Sarah was affectionate as always, it didn’t look to me like she wanted more. Then again, different day, different mood.

I tried to practice a bit more while I waited for Sarah, both to make use of the time and to distract myself from my excitement. I mean, come on, I know I’ve been leading a life full of sex, but how can a guy NOT get worked up when a girl basically tells him ‘I’m horny and I want you. Going to your place right now.’ It’s flattering!

Some 40 minutes later, Sarah knocked on my front door. I went to greet her and saw her in form-fitting jeans and a white tube top that showed her midriff and generous cleavage. She grinned when she saw where my eyes first fell.

“And that’s why I wore this,” she said, stepping into the house and throwing herself at me the moment I closed the door.

She kissed me hard, shoving her tongue into my mouth and holding the back of my head. I held her by her waist first, feeling her skin, then let them roam up and give her tits a hard, greedy squeeze. Sarah smirked against my lips and giggled, pulling away and giving me a calmer, tender hug instead.

“God, I know we saw each other yesterday, but… I needed you today,” she said, sighing happily while resting her head on my shoulder.

“Are you sure nothing happened?” I asked her, rubbing her back.

“Yeah, everything’s fine. Or you think you’re the only one allowed to get horny all of a sudden?” she challenged, poking my stomach.

“I mean… I have an excuse?” I said sheepishly.

Sarah laughed. “Well, so do I. I started thinking about my wonderful, sex god of a boyfriend, and… Well, let’s say I’m feeling it a little more than usual this month.” She kissed my cheek a few times. Slow, lingering kisses as she also rubbed my arm. “And also… We’re going to the park with the kids tomorrow and I’d rather not be feeling like this then.”

Oh. Yeah, that makes sense. “Completely fair,” I agreed.

Sarah grinned, held my face and kissed me softly, though still giving my lips a quick lick. “Take good care of me today. But… I’m not so **** that we need to rush. We have time, don’t we?”

“We do,” I told her, cupping her face and caressing her cheek. “Though I admit that text did get me pretty excited.”

“You can’t ever say I don’t know what makes you tick,” she said, opening her mouth and catching my thumb to suck on it.

That exact move sent a rush of heat through my body and especially down at my crotch. My GOD this girl is sexy, holy shit.

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