You call her

You look at the message, deciding whether to call her or text her. Suddenly, you want to hear the sound of her voice and you lay back on your bed, dialling her number. It rings three times before she answers, her voice soft in your ear.

"Jimmy?"

"Yeah. You ok, Ashley?"

"I'm good," she sighs then giggles. "That was intense. Almost getting caught like that. I was freaking."

"Yeah, me too. It was scary."

Yeah....and hey Jimmy?"

"Yeah?"

"I liked what we were doing before that.....I liked it a lot. Did you like it Jimmy?"

"I liked it a lot, Ashley. You're...incredible."

"Look who's talking, big kisser. You had me steaming." She pauses and there is a long silence. You can hear her breathing. "Jimmy, I've never felt like that before. Never. I was so excited and hot." Her voice is quiet and tense.

"Me too, Ashley. I never felt so good."

"Can I tell you a secret Jimmy?" she whispers into the phone.

"Sure."

"When I got home...I was still excited...very....excited...and I went to my bedroom and....and I touched myself." Her voice catches and you imagine you can feel the heat of her breath on your ear. "You know what I mean, Jimmy? I touched myself."

Your own breathing is hoarse as you listen to her confession.

"I know what you mean...I..I did the same thing."

"Oh God, were you thinking of me when you did it? I was thinking of you, Jimmy. I was thinking of you when I touched myself."

"I was thinking of you. I was really thinking of you. I loved thinking of you."

"Yeah, me too Jimmy." There is another long silence as both of you breath into the phone. Perhaps a minute passes before she speaks again.

"Jimmy, I want to touch myself again....will you talk to me while I do it....will you touch yourself while I do?"