A lonely saturday night.

My eyes glance over at my phone as it vibrates. I nervously reach over and hold it above my face as I unlock the phone.

"He's so fucking big baby."

I drop the phone on my face and groan in pain, I roll over in discomfort and hastily type out a reply. "What do you mean?"

"His cock. It's huge. He's the same as you, but he's thicker."

The reaction in my pants is instant, the rest of my body feels faint as all the blood rushes to the thickening member in my pants, Vi talking about another man like this is intoxicating. "Are you... with him?" My hands shake.

"No, he walked into the bathroom when I was in there. He 'accidentally' dropped his towel in front of me."

"Baby, I started salivating, I wanted to drop to my knees straight away.. I told him I thought he had a gf... he just shrugged and turned on the shower. He asked me to join him."

My fingers feel cold, "Did you?"

"Of course not, I told him I had a bf. he shrugged and kept showering, I sat there and watched him before leaving."

Relief, frustration and desire well up inside me.

She continues to send messages, "I want him, Erik. I'm so wet thinking about him. HIM. Not you."

"Are you... touching yourself?" Vi no doubt sensing my nerves.

"I am. I've left the door open. I hope he or Ed joins me. my finger's aren't enough. And you certainly aren't either."

As I start to type another message my phone vibrates for the last time tonight.

"I hear footsteps Erik. I'll let your pathetic imagination imagine what might be happening."