Aunt Obsession Vol 1

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Chapter 1

I stared up at the ceiling in the darkness of my room, too anxious to fall asleep. Tomorrow was the last day of college and a mixture of excitement and uneasiness flowed through me. Excitement because I was finally going to be free from that place, those teachers, and the uniform they made us wear. Uneasiness because I had no idea what I was going to do next year, or what my friends would be doing, or if I'd still be with Lauren by this time next year.

I met Lauren in kindergarten. I transferred to her school near the end of the year and we became good friends. We found out shortly after we met that we lived right around the corner from each other, so we used to take the same bus to school. I had guy friends, of course, but Lauren was special. I think I was still too young or immature to "like" her but it felt different, almost better, than hanging out with my guy friends. In my eyes she looked different compared to other girls. Nothing outrageous or anything, but more so that she was like something you'd imagine in your dreams.

You know that thing where you tap someone on one shoulder, and when they looked you'd be on the other side so they wouldn't see you at first? That became our "thing" and she got me with it every day at recess. When my parents met Lauren they immediately grew fond of her and noticed how sweet and kind she was, even at that young age. Because we had moved quite far from where the rest of our family lived, and we didn't know anyone in this new town, we became good friends with Lauren's family. In addition to all the time Lauren and I spent together, our two families would get together from a few times a month for dinner, barbecues in the summer or skating in the winter, stuff like that.

Well all those good times caught up to us, and in the third grade Lauren's dad had gotten a promotion and the job was on the other side of the country. Perhaps heartbreak is too strong a word to describe what I felt, since we were 9 years old and had no concept of love or dating, but it had still hurt when she left. This was in the early 90's so we didn't have cell phones or email to keep in touch, so once she was gone I thought I'd never see her again. We did send letters back and forth, but it wasn't the same.

That was until college rolled around. I didn't really date a whole lot, mostly because I was more invested in playing video games with my buds. I had a couple girlfriends in the last year of high school and sporadically in college but nothing serious, mostly because they didn't get me.

However, on a bright and shiny day midway through the semester, I was outside on the way to my next class and I felt a tap on my shoulder. I looked to my left.

Nothing.

I looked the opposite way and there was this girl standing there with a huge smile on her face. I didn't recognize her at first.

"Uhhhhhh...?" I managed to say in my state of slight surprise.

"Hey Matt." she said, still smiling her huge smile.

Something about this girl seemed familiar. I kind of recognized the wavy auburn hair that flowed down her back, but there were streaks of sandy blonde running through it now. She had on a pair of black rimmed glasses, which I later learned were just for show, resting on her her freckle covered nose. And of course the school uniform: a white golf shirt with our school logo sewn into the left breast pocket and a kilt for the girls, which was adorned in the school colors. She looked like some kind of cute pixie girl that shouldn't even exist in real life.

Then it hit me.

"...Lauren?" I said faintly, almost quiet enough that it made me wonder if I even said it at all or thought it instead. The light breeze in the air was probably more audible.

She hopped forward and hugged me, and immediately I felt like I was back in early grade school when she my best friend. I almost felt like crying, but because of where we were I shut my eyes tight to stop myself and hugged her back. After a moment I pulled back so I could take another look at her.

"We just moved back to town a week ago! My dad was able to take a position here now that he's one of the higher ups at his company. Mom had to quit her restaurant job though, she loved it there and..."

It felt like time slowed down while Lauren was speaking. I just stared at her as she continued but I wasn't registering what she was saying past those first two sentences. I was in awe of how beautiful she was. My mom used to tease me because when I was younger I used to say how beautiful Lauren was. Back then I was probably just saying it to be nice, but now it's like I knew the exact definition of what beautiful was.

I snapped back to reality.

"So do you still live at the same place? We haven't had a chance to do anything since we moved, maybe we can hang out after class?" she asked.

I didn't even want to go to class. I wanted to spend the rest of the day staring at her while she told me everything that's happened since the day she left all those years ago.

"Actually... I'm free now, my next class got cancelled because the teacher couldn't make it in today." I lied. "How did you even know I was here?"

Apparently in my state of daydreaming I had missed the part about her mom calling my mom the day after they moved back and decided to "surprise" me. Lauren's classes didn't actually start until next week, but instead she came out to surprise me. I still don't know how they coordinated finding me on campus though.

We ended up going out for a slice of pizza and spent the next few hours catching up. To say I was a nervous wreck would be an understatement. The flood of emotions I started feeling for Lauren while we sat together again after all these years was going to either kill me or make me do something stupid, I thought. By the end of the night I dropped her off at her new place, which was in the wealthy part of town. We exchanged phone numbers and hugged again before saying goodnight.

It was almost midnight by the time I got home. I had class in the morning, which I immediately thought about ditching just so I could possibly hang out with Lauren again. Just as I was getting to my room I felt my phone buzz in my pocket. It was Lauren asking if I was still awake.

"I just got home! Why do you gotta live so far?!" I replied. As I hit send my heart sank into my stomach. I was suddenly sent back to the heartbreak of my younger self, asking why she had to live so far away.

I was snapped out of my brief state of sorrow with another text message. It was a selfie she took moments before she caught me off guard earlier in the day, winking with her tongue out. I immediately felt better and smiled.

"I still can't believe you're back. I missed you so much. God you're so pretty." I typed. I thought of hitting send, but I deleted the last sentence before I did. I absolutely did think she was pretty, but I wasn't sure if I should open up so suddenly.

We texted a bit more before she suddenly stopped replying, which I assumed meant she fell asleep. I rested my head on my pillow and couldn't believe how great my day turned out.

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Eventually I did open up to her and we started dating. Everything was going great between us. As the months went on we got more sexual with each other. We had lots of foreplay and eating Lauren out was probably one of my top two favorite things, second only to her making me cum. She liked to swallow my load but every so often she'd want it on her face or her perky C cup tits. We'd sext every so often, she didn't quite like it as much as I did though. I really got off on showing her how hard my cock was but she would always reply saying it would be better if she was there with me. She said she wanted to save our first time having sex for a special night, and that would be the night of graduation. A bunch of her friends were staying in a block of hotel rooms to celebrate and I guess I'd be staying at the same hotel waiting for her to get away from the party.

All was looking good up until a few days before the event when we got a call from my uncle Mike. He had asked if I could come stay with them for a month right after graduation so I could help them with their business while he was busy with his other job away from home, and their regular employee was taking a summer classe. When I was younger I used to love going to Uncle Mike and Aunt Laura's. They have a huge house with a theater room and even an indoor pool, which I spent a ton of time in. I spent at least a few weeks there every summer when I was younger, up until tenth grade. Obviously now though I was slightly against going because I wanted to stay with Lauren so we could enjoy the summer together. We had planned a few places we wanted to visit, not to mention I was hoping for lots of sexual adventures with her. But my uncle lived about a twelve hour train ride away so I couldn't even see Lauren on my days off. My dad and uncle Mike made all the arrangements and decided I'd go the weekend after I graduated so I'd at least get some time to enjoy with Lauren and my friends before I had to leave.

Speaking of my friends, they decided that they wanted to have a party on graduation night too. So I guess my plans with Lauren enjoying our special night together will have to be postponed. I've been holding back on masturbating so I'd have some saved up for Lauren but now I'm going to have to wait at least one more day. The struggles of being a young horny guy!

The next day aunt Laura sent me a text saying she heard of the arrangement and it will be fun having me stay over again. I feigned my excitement as to not offend her, saying stuff like how long it's been since I've stayed over and how much I miss swimming in the pool every day. We chatted for a bit when I realized I haven't seen either aunt Laura or uncle Mike in a really long time, not that I expected them to look much different than when I last saw them. What I do remember about aunt Laura was how gorgeous she was. She was very exotic looking, almost like an older Ariana Grande with a hint of Friends-era Jennifer Aniston. I never asked uncle Mike where they met but wherever it was, he was in the right place at the right time that's for sure. Uncle Mike is the youngest of my mom's brothers and aunt Laura is only 10 years older than I am. I had a little crush on her when I was younger which is probably part of the reason why I wanted to stay over so much. I also remember that she had an amazing body. Thanks to being a personal trainer she is in fantastic shape, with a nice toned butt and flat tummy. My favorite part though were aunt Laura's tits. The first time I really noticed them was when I was standing beside her while she was sitting on a chair by the pool. Her bathing suit had a low cut that showed off her deep cleavage and huge tits. I was in love with them and I knew that was weird because she was my aunt. She was definitely fuel for some of my masturbation sessions while I stayed there.

Of course that was a long time ago.

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Finally the day of graduation arrived. The event itself was lackluster, almost feeling like it could have been held over the phone to save everyone time. The afterparty was fun, basically a scaled down wedding reception except nobody got married. My mind was elsewhere, mostly in regretting saying I'd go to my friend's party when I really just wanted to do stuff with Lauren. After not jerking off for a week I was backed up and sex was basically all I was thinking about. We sat together and I kept rubbing her leg through her dress under the table. Lauren had amazing legs and I loved her thighs. She kept them well toned by going on a run almost every day. In my various porn searches I came across videos of thigh fucking. It was when the guy would stick his cock between the girl's thighs just below her pussy, from either the front or behind, and basically go to town. I quickly became a fan and Lauren liked doing it too, as long as she had panties on so I wouldn't accidentally "slip inside". I think she could sense my state of arousal because she kept teasing me by giving me a wink every so often. At one point, even though we were sitting right beside each other, she picked up her phone and sent me a text.

"Guess what I'm wearing under this." she asked.

I looked at her, almost trying to activate some hidden X-ray vision ability I knew I didn't have. I shrugged and looked back at my phone.

"I dunno, can I have a hint?" I replied.

She smiled and began typing her response.

"I'll show you later ;)" she answered.

I just about crushed my phone in my hand wishing I did have X-ray vision.

- -

Other than the steamy texts being traded between Lauren and I, the afternoon went on without much excitement. The food wasn't bad and there was a bit of dancing, but the general vibe was everyone wanted to leave to get to the "real" parties. Lauren and I hung out with our big group of friends for a little bit before heading off to our respective festivities. We gave each other a kiss and I may have copped a feel before one of her friends dragged her to their limo.

"I'll text you!" she said as she ducked into the car.

"You better!"

I turned to my friends and we all bro'd out before making our way to Chris' place. He lived in the same part of town as Lauren, aka the rich part, and his parent's house was enormous. They let us have the party there as long as we were all "respectable gentlemen". All of us were good kids, so they weren't actually expecting us to get into any trouble or anything. Chris basically had the entire basement as his living space, so that's where the party was. He had a theater room set up with all his various video game consoles hooked up. Most of us hung out in there playing Mario Kart or Street Fighter. A few of the guys had their girlfriends over too, but they got bored and didn't stay very long. Chris' dad was cool enough to surprise us with a bit of booze as a celebratory gesture, and I may have gotten a little over confident in how much I could drink without getting wasted.

Every so often I'd whip out my phone to see if Lauren texted me, but she must have been busy doing girly stuff with her friends because she only sent three messages the entire night.

"No biggie" I thought. "Probably watching movies and gossiping."

As the night was coming to a close I was starting to feel the room spin. I wasn't much of a drinker but I figured this was a time worth celebrating so I may have gone overboard. I was about to text my dad to see if I could get picked up when one of the other guys who wasn't drinking was about to leave and offered me a ride. I said my goodbyes to the guys and said we'd talk tomorrow about making plans to do stuff before I had to leave in a week.

I don't even remember the ride home. One minute I was getting into a car and the next thing I knew I was opening the door to my house. I wasn't sure if my parents were still up so I tried not to make any noise as I stumbled to my room. I got partially undressed and went to the bathroom wash my face. When I came back I saw my phone's screen illuminated with a notification. I had to squint because I couldn't see straight and the bright light was killing my eyes. I lowered the brightness a bit before I looked at the notification.

Lauren: attachment: 1 image

I opened the attachment and it took me a second to focus on the picture. My eyebrows raised and I almost dropped my phone. It looked like it was taken in a change room, one with a mirror on opposite walls. Must have been in the bathroom the fancy hotel room they were staying in. In the reflection of one mirror was a very naked Lauren, who had ingeniously positioned the camera so it was blocking her pussy while her other arm hid her tits. Basically it was a shot of her bare midriff with some underboob. In the mirror behind her was the reflection of her ass, which by her pose caused it to stick out a bit almost as if she was saying "come and get it". I really wanted to go and get it.

I almost swallowed my tongue. A message soon followed the picture.

"So here is what I had on under my dress. What do you think?" she texted.

"Omgggg" was all I could think of and sent it.

I had imagined it was a skimpy set of a bra and panties. Boy was I glad I was wrong. My cock started to wake up and push against the fabric of my boxers. I put my phone down on the bed so I could finish getting undressed. By this time I was fighting to stay conscious and all the blood rushing south wasn't helping. I was oinly able to get my lower body disrobed while my t-shirt stayed on.

"So what were you hiding under your tux today?" she texted.

I sat back down on the bed my cock bounced. It was so hard it hurt and felt like it was going to explode. I picked up my phone and read her latest message.

"Want to see?" I replied.

I didn't wait for an answer. I turned on the small lamp beside my bed and opened up the camera app on my phone. I grabbed my cock and started stroking slowly, causing some precum to leak out of the tip. I rubbed it in and just for good measure I spat on my hand and rubbed it all around so my cock was nice and wet. I grabbed the base tightly and tried getting a good angle. During the process I saw a text notification from Lauren.

"Yes please ;)"

I was in a state of excitement, pleasure, dizziness, but mostly fatigue. After what seemed like forever I got a good picture of the wet steel rod in my hand. I fell backwards onto the bed and opened up my photos. I began drifting off and I woke myself up a couple of seconds later so I could complete my task. I scrolled to my dick pic and tapped on it. I selected send via text and while I was scrolling down to Lauren's contact I dozed off again. A few seconds later I woke up again. I tapped on Lauren and hit send. I fell asleep one more time, dropping my phone at my side.

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My phone buzzed a few minutes later letting me know a text was received but I was out like a light.

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A reply.

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From aunt Laura.

Chapter 2

I woke up around noon with a splitting headache and no recollection of what I did before I fell asleep last night. I rubbed my eyes and stared up at the ceiling for a moment, almost wanting to fall back asleep but I knew with this headache I wouldn't be able to relax much. I noticed I was naked from the waist down, and my cock was standing straight up towards the ceiling. I debated on either jerking off or going to have a shower while I felt around for my phone, which ended up being underneath me on the bed. Suddenly I remembered last night and how I was texting Lauren when I got home, but I must have fallen asleep because I don't remember much else after that.

I picked up my phone and tried to focus on the screen. I noticed two text notifications, one from Lauren and one from aunt Laura. I asked myself why aunt Laura would have texted me so late last night, but I tapped on Lauren's notification first. She had sent me a few more texts after our last exchange which concluded with her saying she missed me and hoped I had a good night. That made me smile and I quickly typed a reply.

"Hey babe, I'm really sorry about last night. I must have passed out as soon as I hit the bed. I miss you too, let's do something today." I hit send.

As I re-read the messages she sent last night, I started to recall that I was naked from the waist down because I was attempting to send her a dick pic. I didn't see it in our text history, but I could have sworn I sent it.

"What the hell, did I dream that?" I thought to myself.

I switched to the photos app and lo and behold my dick pic was there. I sat there for a second, half admiring the picture I took and half wondering what the heck happened. I did recall having to wake myself up a few times before I tapped her name. But then it hit me like a punch to the gut. I had a text notification from aunt Laura from around the time I must have dozed off. Surely I couldn't have sent it to her instead, right? Their names did start with the same four letters so they were right next to each other in my contacts, and in the state I was in last night its possible I could have accidentally sent it to the wrong person. I immediately felt like I was going to be sick, partly from my hangover and partly from all the information that just entered my head. I picked up my phone again and went to my texts. I saw that Lauren hadn't replied yet, but what I did see was the reply preview that aunt Laura sent.

"... oh my god, Matt!" it read.

I just about threw my phone at the wall in an attempt to somehow destroy the evidence of what I did. Not like it would magically unsend and delete it from aunt Laura's memory though. Plus I couldn't exactly afford a new phone at the moment. I just stared at the text preview for what seemed like an hour before actually tapping on it to open it. The first thing I saw was exactly what I feared, the picture of my shiny wet cock in my hand that was meant for Lauren. I didn't even know how to begin explaining myself. I almost wanted to lie and make up a story about how my friends pranked me by sending out random dick pics to people on my phone. I chose to just live up to it.

"Oh my god I'm so sorry aunt Laura I didn't mean to send that to you. I was really drunk and half asleep last night and I accidentally sent it to you instead of someone else. Please don't be upset." I nervously typed with shaking fingers. I hit send.

I checked the time of her reply and it was about five minutes after the picture sent. All these thoughts started going through my head, like if she was alone when she saw it or did someone else see? Did she tell uncle Mike? Did she tell my parents? My stomach was doing flips. The entire time my cock was still rock hard, and what I thought of next might have been the reason.

"She replied a few minutes after I sent the picture and not right away." I thought to myself. "Could she have been looking at it for a while before she replied? Did she like it?"

More thoughts went through my head, but instead of scary scenarios of me getting alienated by everyone I knew, these were now perverted thoughts. These were thoughts of aunt Laura admiring my picture and even getting turned on by it. Perhaps her reply of "oh my god" was because she was pleased with what she saw. I was sent back to my youth when I had a crush on aunt Laura and her amazing tits. My cock leaked a bit of precum and started to slowly ooze out toward the bedsheet. I caught it and rubbed it along my cock and thought about various scenarios with aunt Laura for a minute before I realized how insane I was being. Obviously she wouldn't be interested, that would be extremely weird and awkward for both of us. I was probably just really in need of relief, so I started slowly stroking again and closed my eyes.

My mind wandered but always went back to aunt Laura. I imagined her sitting by the pool with her low cut top and I was standing in front of her, cock out and glistening after just being in the water. She stared at it while I inched closer and closer. It pointed straight at her face as she looked up and smiled at me as she let it slowly enter her mouth. She slowly bobbed her head up and down a few times before pulling it out of her mouth with a pop. She grabbed hold of it and aimed it lower, now aiming at her big tits. She started jacking me off and just before I unloaded on her chest, my dream was interrupted by a buzz on the bed beside me. I opened my eyes and looked at the screen. Two texts from aunt Laura.

"Oh god, here we go." I thought. Either I would be getting in a ton of trouble or she would believe my story and be cool with it. I started getting anxious as I tapped her notification.

"LOL wow, well I hope so." her first text said.

"Don't worry I totally understand. You kids and your weird new ways of interacting! Just be careful where you aim that thing ;)" her second text said.

I was immediately overcome with relief and let out a sigh. If anything I could reply with a witty remark and it will just become a joke between us. But what stuck with me was the last sentence of her text. She was talking about my cock and even included a winky face. I started feeling warm and got butterflies in my stomach. The thought of her actually enjoying the picture returned to my head. Before I knew what I was doing I was typing a reply.

"I'll try, but I can't make any promises. Sometimes it has a mind if it's own." I hit send. I wanted to stay on the topic of my cock and hoped she would take the bait and keep it going. If not, I guess it would end it then and there. I saw that she was typing a response.

"Oh, is that so? Does it do any tricks?"

If my heart skipped one beat, then it probably skipped five. I couldn't believe she was this invested in my perverted fantasy scenario. I laid back on the bed and began typing a response.

"Yeah tons!" I looked down and saw my cock sticking straight up towards the ceiling. "It can stand up all by itself and even wave to people." I hit send. I then thought of something to add on.

"You can play ring toss on it, and it won't get tired." I hit send again, and then immediately thought that I should have worded that differently so it didn't look like I was emplying that she could play ring toss on it, as much as I may have liked the idea.

"Oh wow, that is one talented tool you have."

I was started to like that she was specifically addressing my cock, basically acknowledging it in every text.

"Wait how does it wave, does it have little hands LOL!"

I exhaled sharply out of my nose and chuckled. What I meant was if I flexed my cock I could make it bounce up and down, but I wasn't sure how many details she wanted to hear which is why I stuck to the silly replies up until now.

"Well no... I meant I can wave to you with it." This time I meant to say 'you.' Send.

Her reply took a while this time, almost long enough to make me worry that she was aware of how far we've gone with our conversation. I was about to send another text when hers came in.

"Oh so it seems friendly then." she said. I had hoped for a more lengthy reply.

"Yes very friendly." I sent.

I typed a follow up text. "Do you want to see how friendly?"

My heart was racing and I started to rethink about that last line but decided to send it anyway. I was in a whole other world with this new fascination with my aunt and I wanted to see how far she'd let this go.

"How are you going to show me?" she asked. I wasn't sure if that was an invitation or if she had already forgotten that you could send picture messages and was literally asking how it would be possible for it to even happen.

I was shaking with a mixture of nervousness and horniness at this point. Was I about to take a picture specifically for my aunt? Would she still be cool with it or will she think I've been going too far this whole time?

"Well I can send you a-" I stopped typing. Instead of typing picture, I put '-video.' I hit send. At this point I threw out all the stops. I wanted to cum so badly and if my aunt was unknowingly about to help me do it I was sure going to try. I preemptively opened up the camera app and switched to video. I began stroking my cock, wanting it to be at maximum hardness so as to impress aunt Laura to the fullest. I recorded a ten second video, the first few seconds was me stroking my cock slowly, and then I did my "wave" trick a few times which caused it to bounce up, slap flat on my stomach, and then back to standing straight up. Her text came in a moment later.

"Hmmmmm, well I'm about to take a shower so maybe later hun ;)."

I was immediately filled with sorrow. I wanted nothing more than to flash my aunt at least once more before I blew my load. But then I felt another opportunity arise.

"A shower? Did you get all hot and bothered from talking to me? Or was it from the picture?" I hit send. I wondered if she kept going back to look at it.

"LOL, how could you tell?" she replied, probably being sarcastic but I was going to go with it.

"Well probably because I feel that way too aunt Laura." I'm not sure why I had to include her name, maybe to reinforce the sexual tension I was feeling. I hit send after a few moments just to build the suspense.

Her next reply didn't come for another twenty minutes. After the first five minutes had passed I assumed I took too long with my reply and she got into the shower. I wanted to send the video I made as a surprise for her to see once she was finished, but then I had the thought of someone else like uncle Mike or one of my younger cousins seeing her phone before she got to it. I figured I'd take a shower too since that was going to be my original plan when I got out of bed anyways. Before I did, I double checked to see if I got any texts from Lauren but still no response. I'd come to find out later she didn't bring her phone charger to the hotel and her phone died, so she had to use one of her friends' chargers after it made its way around to all the other girls who also forgot to bring theirs.

I had to fight the urge of masturbating in the shower because I was still so invested in my chat with aunt Laura and I wanted to see how far I could get with her. Not to mention I didn't really like doing it in the shower. I couldn't concentrate while trying to keep my balance and much preferred to sit or lay on my back in bed.

I finished up in the bathroom and made my way back to my room. While I was in the hallway I noticed how quiet it was in the house for a Saturday. I looked over the banister which opened up into the foyer of the house and tried to listen for anything, but figured mom and dad probably went out shopping or something.

I found my phone with a few notifications waiting for me. One was from Chris, who wanted to make plans in the next few days. I had totally forgotten about the fact we spoke about that the night before at his place. I sent him a reply and opened the next message. It was from mom asking if I was up and if I needed anything while they were out. I couldn't think of anything at the moment so I simply replied with a "no thanks". The last one was from aunt Laura. My stomach started fluttering again.

"Is that so? I wonder why ;)"

She was killing me with the winky faces. I wanted to reply with something along the lines of how I imagined plunging my cock between her tits while she wore that revealing top that gave me full access of her cleavage. I decided to use a more subtle response.

"Oh I'm sure we will figure it out. So how was your shower? Anything interesting happen?" I hit send and put my phone down on my desk.

I was drying off for a fee moments when I heard the loud vibration my phone made on the glass top of my desk. I picked it up.

"Really nice. We installed a new shower that sprays you from three different angles and it is slowly becoming my favorite thing in the house!"

My perverted mind automatically went to thoughts of me spraying her face and tits with my cum while she was enjoying herself with one of the shower heads pointed at her pussy. I wonder if she meant for it to sound that sexual or she said it that way obliviously.

"Oh well it sounds like I wasn't the only one who was feeling hot and bothered." I said, hoping she would reply in the affirmative.

"LOL I just realized what I said and figured you'd reply with something like that. Give me a minute to dry my hair!"

At this point I was wondering if she was still naked or dressed by now. I wasn't going to wait long to find out.

"Do you still have the picture I sent?" I quickly asked before she had time to put her phone down.

"Yeah it's still there." she answered.

"I was just thinking... what did you think of it?" Send. I kind of hoped she went back every so often to look at it again.

"LOL! I'm not sure how I'm supposed to answer that." she replied.

"It's pretty nice... looks like it needs two hands ;)" her second text said. I couldn't tell if she was just entertaining me or if she actually liked it.

My heart felt like it was beating in my throat as I typed. "You would definitely need two hands." I sent. I was hoping she got the message I was specifically saying she herself would need two hands. "But so far I haven't gotten any complaints." I sent right after.

I didn't wait for her to reply before typing my next message.

"So you got to see me but I think it would only be fair I get to see something too, right?" I was getting hot again, almost to the point of having heartburn. I was hoping she saw the text before she put her phone down to get dressed.

"Jeez Matt, did something wake up inside you suddenly? I didn't know you had this side of you!"

I wasn't sure how to reply to that and before I had the chance to start a response she sent another one.