Hideout (gxg agegap)

7

Evelyn: I hope you got home safe.

Evelyn: I'm looking forward to seeing you again tomorrow.

Ashley: Yes I did. Thank you again for the nice evening! And the expensive gifts, though you didn't have to.

Ashley: What time do you plan to come by?

Evelyn: Whenever you'll have me.

Ashley: How about 7:30 pm?

Evelyn: Isn't the parlor closed by then?

Ashley: For you it's always open.

Evelyn: Oh, aren't you sweet!

Ashley: We'll see if you still think so after tomorrow.

Evelyn: What is that supposed to mean?

Ashley: I'm meant to take control, right?

Ashley stared at her screen in anticipation of Evelyns retreat. She waited for those three dots to turn into a long message of explaining that Evelyns wish was a spur in the moment type of thing.

Her breath hitched when the next message appeared sooner than expected.

Evelyn: I can't wait for you to show me exactly how you take control.

Ashley: We'll start slow. Soft even. Tomorrow will be a little sneak peak but it won't be major. I'll ease you in. Before we get to the heavy stuff we need to a have a serious discussion about limits and consent. Then we can do the things I've got in mind for you.

Ashleys hands were cramped around her phone, not able to let it go for utter excitement about the conversation she may have stumbled upon. She was already in her bed, a see-through camisole and pair of barely covering panties were the only things hiding her from the darkness she was surrounded by.

She waited for a further sign of life on the other end and sighed deeply when that wasn't received. Not even the three dots were jumping about.

Ashley: Are you home yet?

Evelyn still tried to catch her breath. Her mind had wandered off to dangerous depths she didn't know could excite her before she had met the brunette and made her a vivid part of her fantasies. Her right hand clutched her phone, enabling her to reread her messages, while her left one slipped underneath the blanket she had messily placed on top of herself prior to starting this conversation with Ashley.

Evelyn: Already in bed even.

Evelyn wasn't sure what she hoped would spring from their late night texts but she felt a desperate longing to not have the night end yet.

She still remembered the way Ashley's body had moved against hers while she swirled her around on the dance floor and she remembered how the soft skin of Ashley's throat drenched in sweet apple juice had tasted against her tongue.

Evelyns fingertips itched with the temptation of touching herself to thoughts of the girl, like she had done so many nights before.

The difference was that the object of her desires was not merely in her mind but right there, texting her, while Evelyns fingers softly brushed over her covered crotch.

Ashley: Oh I better don't keep you up then.

Please keep me up, were the words rushing through Evelyns mind, don't leave me alone, but she wasn't able to type them out. Too heavy the burden of possible rejection tugging on her lonely heart.

Evelyn: Do you have further plans this evening?

Ashley: Not really, I'm actually already in bed myself.