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Me: So did I.

So where do we go from here?

I want to ask…but I’m afraid to know the answer.

So instead, I take the sex route.

Me: What are you wearing?

Jolene: Wouldn’t you like to know? [smirk face emoji]

Me: I would. It’s why I asked. I keep picturing you in a t-shirt and nothing else.

Jolene: Well I do have bottoms on this time.

Me: Send me a pic.

Jolene: No.

Me: Text sex?

Jolene: I have to be honest. I have no idea how to have text sex.

Me: It’s easy. I say dirty shit, you say dirty shit, we both get off and end the conversation with smiles.

Jolene: Okay. I’ve got a few minutes.

A surge of heat pulses in my balls.

Me: Start by getting naked.

Her reply takes a few beats.

Jolene: Done. Take your cock out. Feel free to send me a dick pic. Or a pic of those abs of yours.

Me: No pics. Then I can’t run for president someday.

Jolene: Do you want to run for president someday?

Me: No. It’s just a saying.

Jolene: I’d be happy to put you in touch with some friends who could help run your campaign.

Me: We’re getting off track here.

Jolene: Fine. What are you wearing since you won’t send me a pic?

Me: I haven’t changed since I got home, but you told me to take my cock out, so it’s out.

Jolene: I wish I was there to suck it.

Me: Fuck, Jo. Sometimes you say things that catch me completely off guard.

Jolene: That’s the goal. Are you hard?

Me: Yes.

Jolene: What are you thinking about?

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