All of Me (Sebastian Vettel)

13. A Bit of Lighthearted Banter

Seb reached out and picked his phone up from off of the bedside table. He smiled as he noticed the text waiting for him. It was from Alyssa.

It had been nearly three weeks since his and Joel's trip to Bournemouth. He'd been to Australia, and was now in Italy, but she'd been on his mind for the majority of the time.  They had been texting daily and had established a light, flirtatious  banter between them. Her messages always made him smile, and made him a feel a little less lonely.  

He wasn't unhappy being alone but sometimes he got bored of his own company, so their text exchanges were a nice distraction from his day to day life. 

He opened the message and smiled as he read it.

Alyssa: Hey hotshot. Hard luck today. I managed to catch the race as I worked an extra shift and they had it on in the bar. Another lap and you'd have had him and been on the podium! How do you stand being interviewed by that diResta bloke? He seems like a right pillock x

He snorted with laughter. She wasn't wrong there. Paul diResta was definitely a pillock of the highest order.

"What are you laughing at?" Tanya said, rolling over and draping her arm over his bare stomach.

"Oh nothing, just someone insulting PDR," he told her, which was the truth. She didn't need to know the person who had insulted PDR was the woman that he really wanted in his bed. Still, beggars couldn't be choosers. Tanya knew the score. She knew that there was no chance of this being anything more than just sex.

He tapped out a reply to Alyssa and sent it.

Seb: Yeah, the chequered flag came too soon. Good job I don't have that problem in bed!  Hope you're ok. As for PDR, you get used to him over the years. I pay him no attention. He's not worth it x

After he'd sent it he wondered if he'd gone too far with the sexual banter. He didn't know how Alyssa would take it. It was just his cheeky way, although flirting with her had become his new favourite pastime. He knew he shouldn't flirt with her but it didn't have to mean anything. It wasn't as if he'd ever let anything happen between them.

Tanya's hand travelled downwards. She curled her fingers around his cock and began to stroke it up and down.

"Not now Tanya," he murmured absentmindedly as he watched his phone screen while waiting for Alyssa's reply. A minute later the screen lit up as it arrived.

Alyssa: Yeah, yeah, that's what all you men say. Actions speak louder than words. 😉 😘

He bit his bottom lip. She was flirting back!   He began to get hard, more from his thoughts of showing Alyssa just how long he could last, than from Tanya who was still pumping his cock up and down.

Still, Alyssa wasn't there, Tanya was. Tanya was uncomplicated, even if he didn't want her even half as much as he wanted Alyssa.

He put his phone back down on the bedside table and gave a small groan as Tanya pushed the bed covers back and lowered her head to take him into her mouth.   

He closed his eyes and ran his fingers through her long blonde hair as her head bobbed up and down.  

He groaned a little louder as she ran her tongue around his throbbing shaft.    Damn, she was definitely good at giving head. He briefly wondered what Alyssa was like at it.  He groaned even louder as he thought of her full, pink lips closing around him, her tongue driving him towards his climax.

No, he thought. He couldn't think of Alyssa.  Tanya was the woman sucking him off.   Alyssa would only ever be a fantasy.   Was it so wrong to fantasise about someone while being pleasured by another?  It wasn't as if Tanya would ever know...