Not immediately, first you wanted to get some ideas for something fun for tomorrow.

I bit my lip, checking that my door was indeed locked, and opened up porn hub. I started scrolling through exhibitionist videos, looking for things that were maybe just wild enough to get away with at work.

A few scrolls in, I had pulled off my shirt and skirt and tossed them in the laundry, laying on my back on my bed, awkwardly scrolling the phone with one hand, the other well occupied between my thighs.

"Mngh..." I sighed, starting a video of a girl named Gabbie at a golf course. It was really starting to get good when something unexpected happened.

I got a text from Brad.

Brad: U up?

I paused the video and switched to chat.

Cindy: Ya

I brought a hand back down and massaged gently, as Gabbie and her golf partner turned into me and Brad...

Brad sent me a pic of himself in a t-shirt and flannel pajama bottoms.

Brad: I'm in my jammy jams!

I could help but snicker. Fuck it.

I held the phone out, pressing wet fingers against my breast, capturing a classic "hand bra" shot from the belly button up, and sent it.

Cindy: Me too ^.~

I reached back down and massaged again, letting out a sigh.

Brad: Wow!

Brad: Shoulda went with my gut and sent an unsolicited dick pic

I snickered.

Cindy: Too late now. Now it's solicited.

Brad: Are you asking for a dick pic?

Brad: How unprofessional!

A full-frame shot of his clearly hard cock sticking out of his "jammy jams" popped into view. I snickered again, propping myself up to text one handed.

Cindy: Is that just from me?

Cindy: Or were you pre-gaming?

Brad: Wouldn't you like to know :p

Cindy: I'm just curious if you always think of me when you're wackin' it

I scrolled up to his pic, opening it, slipping fingers in and out a little faster. "Mngh!" I sighed again.

Brad: Do you always think of me?

Cindy: Not always ^.~

Brad: Where's my pic?

Cindy: You already got yours

Brad: Show my the pussy!

I rolled my eyes, and searched for a suitable gif. Found the perfect one.

Cindy: Enjoy! ^.^

I sent him a gif of a girl opening her legs to show a kitten sitting between them.

Brad: You suck :p

Cindy: Maybe I do ^.^

I shifted back around to one-handed, pumping a little faster now, imagining that cock in my mouth.

Brad: Hey, let's try something

Cindy: What?

A video chat request popped up. Naked, my breathing stilted by increasingly audible sighs, and my other hand clearly very occupied, naturally I accepted.

A live image of his cock popped into view, his hand slowly stroking its length.

"Mnugh..." I sighed, my fingers almost involuntarily picking up the pace.

The camera swung and his face popped into view.

"Whoa, Cindy, are you really naked?"

"What, did you..." I sighed, suddenly aware of the wet sounds the phone was most definitely picking up, "... you think that was an - mngh... - old picture or something?"

"I guess not!" He smirked, "Is that just from me? Or were you pre-gaming?" He mocked.

"Can't take credit for - mngh - this... I was - ungunggh... - pre-gaming..." Fuck, I was so close.

"You should show me." He suggested.

"Nah..." I was almost there.

"C'mon, just for a second." I felt myself peaking, and didn't care anymore, flipping the camera down over my naked body and back as I felt my pussy tighten on my fingers.

"UNGH! UNgh... unnnnnggh..." I came, my face scrunching into the camera. Brad said something, but I couldn't make sense of it. In a minute or two, my breath was coming back. I looked up, smiling.

"Next time, in person, eh Cindy?" Brad said, smiling back.

"Maybe." I smirked, ending the call, my heart still racing as I fell quickly asleep.