The Message


She wandered home from work thinking about the voice message she had 
received that morning from her lover. He had been missing her badly and was 
dreaming of being with her again. She listened to the gasps and passion in 
his voice as he was telling her how he was stroking and exploring her body. 
Touching her. Feeling her. How much he wanted her and what he wanted to do 
with her. He had urged her to send one to him just so he could hear her 
voice again.

The passion and desire in his voice aroused her. She wanted to respond in 
the same way. But what could she do to return the favour? She imagined 
turning herself on as she spoke to him but no, she realised she wouldn't be 
able to do that. The house wouldn't be quiet or empty. Too many people 
around would disturb her thinking. She sighed, it would have been nice but 
unfortunately it was out of her control.

She arrived at the door of her home and tried the handle. Locked! No bikes 
in the garden either. She called out as she went in and no-one answered. 
Alone, she smiled to herself, totally alone. She could put her plan into 
action. `Plan, what plan? She hadn't got a plan.' Her heart started to beat 
louder. Had she really thought about this? What could she do? She would have 
liked to act out his suggestion but decided that it was impossible. The 
thought made her nervous; it was something she had never tried before. 
`Maybe I could just leave him a message telling him just how much I missed 
him!'

She pressed the buttons on her phone and waited for the reply. Her heart 
started to beat faster as she anticipated hearing his taped voice. She heard 
him answer. His voice said "hello". It was him. He was there. This was no 
message service; her lover was speaking to her.

She gasped and giggled. "Are you alone?"

"Yes"

"Oh Tom, I'm missing you so much."

Her thoughts wandered back to his message of that morning and she felt 
herself get excited.

`Could this really work?'

She was listening to his voice. His sexy accent and words turning her on. 
She sighed and imagined he was with her.

His fingers running through her hair, stroking it. Her scalp tingling as she 
felt his touch. Feeling his fingers caressing her face. His lips touching 
hers. Pulling her body against his as he kissed her softly before becoming 
more urgent and passionate.

She sighed.

"Don't stop, it feels so good!"

She heard him breathe deeper.

"Touching, stroking, arousing you."
"Feel my body lying with yours. My hands caressing you as I kiss you 
fervently."

"Mmmm ..."

She groaned as her breathes became faster and deeper. She realised she was 
losing control. He was whispering sexy phrases into her ear. She started to 
moan when she heard him say,

"Does that feel good, relax now and just enjoy."

She sighed and lay back.

Her body started to swim with the passion of his words. His voice arousing 
her, exciting her.

"Ohhh Tom, that feels so good, I'm coming soon."

"Let yourself go, I'm here, deep inside you."

She moaned and groaned. Her breathes got faster, deeper as her emotions took 
over.  Waves and waves of pleasure pulsated through her body before breaking 
into a crescendo of passion.

"Ohhh ..."

She slowly recovered her breath.

"You enjoyed that, didn't you?"

She groaned her reply as she smiled.

"I thought you might like that experience when I thought of it, the other 
day."

Umm, she smiled back, "thanks, it was good".

"Would you like to do it again?"

She laughed, "What now?"

"Well, I could do if that's want you want."

She smiled to herself, unable to believe what had just happened. How could 
anyone get so turned on with a telephone call? She heard a movement outside 
the door which made her nervous. Someone was coming in.

"Oh, I'm going to have to go, my sexy lover," she whispered into the phone 
quietly.

"Thanks that felt so good."

"I agree," said her lover as he stood in the hallway.

She looked up and smiled as she turned to greet him with a loving kiss.