1. A Date with Trent

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Damn, how is it that you can call me but then as soon as I call you back, you can't answer? You probably out with your girlfriends right now. I guess I'll leave you a message to hear when you get back.

I really miss you, baby. I've been struggling to focus at work today because I've been thinking about you. Your smile, your laugh, the way you're always so tired in the morning until you get your little cup of coffee.

The next time you're in town, we should go to the movies. I want to take you on a classic date, dinner and a movie. We never did one of those and I think it's because we skipped the dating phase because we were so eager to rip each other's clothes off the first time we met.

It might be a struggle going to the movies together though, you know, sitting next to you without being able to pause the film to fuck, but I'll do my best. Maybe I might slap my hand under your blouse and brush against your nipple once the movie starts. Just once.

Maybe twice. I might even kiss your neck, breathing into your ear as I slip a finger up under your skirt, hoping nobody notices just to see if you're wet. Alright, the movie plans are cancelled, I don't think I can handle it.

And since I'm unable to cook without being distracted, I guess we'll have to stay in bed and order takeout all weekend. Like we usually do. Nah, I'll think of something else.

We could check into a hotel and order some room service instead, empty the minibar, take a shower together, and I want to lay you down on the bed, feel your skin against mine, and kiss you. Brush your lips, then your breasts, give them a firm grip with my hands and suck your nipples. I'll make my way down your soft, perfect stomach, down to your inner thighs.

I'll leave a wet trail of kisses along the way. I stop once I reach your pussy, hovering over it with my mouth, breathing into it, admiring you. You're so damn perfect, I love every inch of you.

I'll move closer to your clit, sucking lightly on it, teasing you, then I'll press my tongue into your pussy. You feel that? You feel me filling you up, tasting you, penetrating you with my tongue, you feel that? Feeling you get wet, then I'll move my mouth closer to your clit, stimulating it, sucking lightly on it, moving in circles around it with my tongue, giving it the attention it deserves, and while I'm working on your clit, my fingers will circle the opening of your pussy.

Do you want to feel them inside you? You need to beg for it. Yeah, you like that? You hear your pussy making wet noises as you feel me stimulating your G-spot? I'll keep going until you're begging me to fuck you, but I'm not done yet.

I want to see how bad you want it, how wet you can get from me, so I'll continue stimulating your clit as my fingers slide in and out, driving you to the edge, not letting you come, not yet. Fuck, I feel so hard just thinking about it. Damn, why we gotta be in different places? It ain't right.

I need to feel you right now. I'ma close my eyes and imagine you laying right here in bed with me, laying on top of you, breathing into your neck, pushing my dick inside you, you grasping at the sensation. Fuck, that feels so good.

I want to lay like this all day inside you, thrusting inside you, deeper and deeper. You like that? I grab onto your hips and ass, feel your cheeks bounce in my hands as I start to go faster, looking into your eyes and seeing how much you enjoy this, how good my cock feels.

Okay baby, are you touching yourself? Cause I'm about to cum. I want us to orgasm together.

I want to fill you up with my cum. Feel your pussy tightening around my dick as you climax, emptying myself inside you. You're so hot.

I love being inside you, fucking you. Baby, are you close? Shit.

Next time I see you, we're doing that for real. I guess we can go to the movies after we're done fucking. I think I solved your problem.

I should be able to handle that. If we get seats really far away from each other, you at the front, me at the back. That could work.

It's not very romantic, but it's the only way we'd be able to finish watching the entire movie while being in the room together. Nah, I'll find a hotel room for the next visit. It'll be perfect.

Damn, I miss you. Call me tomorrow when you get this. And send me a picture of you touching yourself as you hear this, okay? Nothing turns me on more than the thoughts of you touching yourself.

I'll speak to you soon. Miss you. Bye.

You.