Chapter 4

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Usually the only people that call me around 10/11pm is my best friend Olivia so I just assumed it was her. 

But when I saw a random email address asking to FaceTime me I was a bit skeptical. But in my relaxed post shower state I answered it anyway Never have I tensed so quickly in my life.  

It was him, laying on his white duvet covered bed in a grey shirt, surrounded by plump pillows smiling, exuding sex appeal from Every pixel of my iPhone Fml And here I was in a towel, bare faced looking all tired and a complete hot mess  

He startled me out of my panic, potential shut down mode by saying 'hey beautiful'. His phone voice was so deep and sultry I couldn't control the moan that snuck past my pink pouty lips Fuck, good job Gracie good motherfucking job I groaned internally. He chuckled softly and replied 'what are doing to me Gracie' 

That comment snapped me out if my haze and I responded 'what's your name?' How embarrassing I didn't even know his name, he chuckled once again and replied Jason but you can call me jase. 

He then added Gracie... are you naked? I didn't even think about my lack of attire when I decided to answer the call. I hadn't even wrapped my towel back around my body. He couldn't actually see all my nudity but from the camera he could see my face and the curve of the top of my bust. I couldn't even deny it, there is no top created in this world low enough for me to claim that I'm wearing. So I told him the truth 'yes, I am very naked jase'  

My intention wasn't to sound so seductive but that's how my response came out Jase was a bit surprised by my unintentional attempt at flirting. 'What happened to the bumbling girl at Tesco who ran away from' he smirked. How embarrassing. I responded with flat out denial - hey what can I say it's a defence mechanism. When In doubt deny deny deny  

He chuckled a deep noise that reverted through my quiet room. 'Why are you naked Gracie, were you pleasuring yourself?' 'Of course not?' I exclaimed. I started thinking about the little frisk session I had in the shower. It wasn't exactly pleasuring although I did enjoy it, I felt like it wasn't enough. I became flustered, and my eyes wouldn't look directly at the camera. I'm sure if he didn't think I was lying before then my response to his question was a dead give away 

Gracie your lying, what did you do? Did you play with your kitty? He spoke in a husky manor I was a bit taken aback at how forward he was when It came to speaking about such a taboo subject. I shook my head, causing my phone to drop slightly giving him a Short glimpse of my full juicy right bosom. Once he saw my breast although it was brief, he cursed.  

'Fuck Gracie, are you alone?' I nodded, confused at why he would query that 'Why?' I asked I can't stop thinking about you, and seeing your.... I just fuck, he trailed of grunting From the screen I could see that his face was slightly flushed and he looked as if he was straining.  

It suddenly dawned on me, of what he was doing, and it was over me. I was stunned. Witnessing him unwind was such an erotic scene that i took pleasure in observing

After a few seconds once he'd finished, he attepted  to regain his breath, I snapped out of my trance and ending the conversation with a quick 'err thanks for that, I've got work tomorrow bye' 

Oh boy, nice one Gracie 

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