theoneandonlyworm: 2014

Sexting

By Darrell R. Jones

Jordan rolled over in bed, tangled in the sheets and comforter. It took a moment for his eyes to adjust to the morning light but when they did, he saw his wife sitting at the edge of the bed putting her shoes on. She had been unaware of his sudden stirring until the bed moved when he sat up.

“Oh. Did I wake you baby?” Reina spun around; bright eyes on a wary face.

“Yup. All that noise.” He threw a pillow at her and she threw it back.

“Liar.” She stood up in a black pencil skirt and white blouse. Her outfit hugged her curves and as a result accentuated her already mind blowing figure. She avoided eye contact with her husband because of the heated look he gave her.

Jordan looked over at the clock near the bed and noticed it was 6:49. “Why you leavin’ so early?”

“I gotta go in for this stupid meeting.” She sighed, placing her hands on her hips. “I don’t even need to be there but Franklin wants special department heads to just sit in. How do I look?”

Jordan’s hazel eyes regarded his wife and with no words, gave her his answer.

“See, I wanted to get out of here before you woke up.” She went to her night stand to gather her phone and purse.

“Come here.” Jordan whispered.

“No, Jordan, I have to go.”

“What time you gotta be there?” His tongue peeked out from behind his lips and Reina took a deep breath.

“Eight.”

“You got plenty of time.”

“No I have to be there early.”

“Come here.”

“Jordan… I gotta go baby.”

“Reina…come here.”

At the sound of her name from her husband’s lips, she found herself biting her own. She sighed again and made her way around the bed to Jordan’s side. When she sat down next to him, and before she could warn him to behave, he took her chin and kissed her fiercely. So fierce it caused a reaction in her body she couldn’t control and quickly pulled away from her husband’s embrace.

“No Jordan.” Breathless, Reina tried getting up but Jordan pulled her back down.

“Rei…” He took her hand and placed it on his hidden erection; hard underneath the covers.

His wife gasped and tried again to get up but moved as though an invisible weight were in her lap. “Jordan! You need to stop! You are making leaving for this dumb meeting harder than it already is.”

“Then fuck that meeting.” He grabbed her and pulled his shrieking wife on top of him. “I’ll call Franklin and let him know you got caught up with something.”

“And then you’ll have Franklin calling me trying to reschedule a one on one or somethin’.”

“Yeah, you’re right. Frank is your type too, I don’t want you alone with him for too long.”

She flicked his nose, a bit offended by the comment about her tastes for older men in her past. “Shut up. I love you.” She sat up, looking at Jordan, and the fact he wasn’t wearing a shirt made it even harder to stand up from the bed.

“I love you more.” Jordan said before his wife leaned in to kiss him; he pulled her when she tried to leave. “You just gonna leave me with a hard dick?”

“Mmm.” She turned on her heel and headed for the door, “I really don’t want to.”

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“And with the new projections for this month, we’re looking at more than three times our numbers from previous quarters.” Jensen carried on, droning for what felt like hours.

Reina had reached a level beyond boredom, rolling her eyes for the hundred thousandth time while she scanned the room for anyone still listening. The young interns had no choice but to listen but all the others who were still following the presentation were braver than her; she had long since pulled out her phone and had been texting her friend Emma under the table.

Speaking of; a sudden buzz in Reina’s hand signaled a new message from the former London native.

Emma: Oh my god! Just throw a bunch of papers on the floor and leave.

Reina smiled, reading the message and replied quickly.

Reina: Lmao! And what will that do?

Emma: They’ll think you’re crazy and let you leave with no question. Then you can come with me to go shoe shopping, or to the movies. Or the mall to look at boys.

Reina had to cover her mouth to keep from laughing. She was surprised no one had noticed her antics, but everyone who wasn’t watching Jensen continue in that dull monotone voice was on their own phone; or tablet, or that goofy Google glass. Another buzz in her hand and Reina looked down at her phone wondering what new foolproof plan Emma had devised for her to escape this torture. But instead it was a message from her husband; a pleasant surprise.

Hubby: How’s the meeting? Still there?

Reina: Yesss! And I feel like I’m slowly dying!

Hubby: Well it sounds like fun then.

Reina: No sir, it is not!

She smiled while she prepared to type her next message, asking him what he was up to, but before she could hit send he had already sent another text.

Hubby: What are you doing?

Reina: Sitting in the meeting. What are you doing mister?

Hubby: Still in bed. Wishing you hadn’t left.

Reina: So do I.

“… I know we all get tired of that.” Jensen made some quip that appeased the audience here, but Reina couldn’t join in on the small wave of laughter; her texting seemed more enthralling.

Two buzzes back to back and Reina knew both Emma and Jordan had texted her at the same time. She smiled and read Emma’s message first.

Emma: Set something on fire! Do you have any matches?

Reina burst out laughing, startling the people in her immediate area, then trailed off when she noticed and gave Jensen a thumbs up, “I… just got it, ha ha.”

With a crooked smile, Jensen continued while Reina tried smothering her fits caused by Emma’s outrageous escape plan. She went to her husband’s text and her laughter was replaced by stunned awe.

Hubby: You know I’m still hard from earlier.

Reina: Oh my. Really?

Hubby: Yup

Reina: Well I wish I could help you with that.

Hubby: You could’ve if you didn’t leave so quick.

Reina: I had to be at this meeting daddy.

Hubby: And now you’re calling me “daddy.”

Reina smiled knowing how much her man loved when she called him daddy. She went back to Emma’s texts and decided to let her know about the situation with Jordan.

Reina: I should’ve stayed home!

Emma: So leave and go there.

Emma: After you stop by and bring me a bagel.

Reina: Lol. I think I’d rather go straight home. Jordan was just texting me about how I should’ve stayed.

Emma: Oh ho. I’m guessing you guys were going to do it before you left.

Reina: Lmao! Em!

Another buzz told her Jordan was vying for her attention. When she went to his message, for half a second she thought she was looking at a picture of a king size chocolate bar, but quickly put away her phone when she realized what it really was. Her husband had decided to go from telling her how hard he was to showing her with a dick pic. She looked around trying to ensure no one else saw her package then replied to his brave showing.

Reina: Oh my god! Jordan! You can’t send me pictures like that right nw!

Hubby: Didn’t like it?

Reina: You know I fucking love that dick, but you cant just send me pictures whn I’m in the middle of a meeting.

Hubby: It’s your fault. You did it.

Reina: Oh my god…

Hubby: Did you like it?

Reina: I fucking love it daddy.

Another message from Emma came in but frankly Reina was too absorbed with her husband’s conversation. Another picture came in and she lit up at the excitement that was starting to brew in her nether regions; like the slow boil of a pot on a stove. The new picture included the cuts of his pelvic muscles with the bottom half of his chiseled abs; all while he gripped the base of his lengthy erection. Hiding her phone between her legs, Reina looked at the picture half a dozen times before reading the text attached to the picture.

Reina: Stop it!

Hubby: You didn’t like that one either?

Reina: You’ve got my mouth watering.

Hubby: Oh so you did like it?

Reina: You know I do. Now I’m all hot and bothered. Fuck!
Hubby: I’d very much love to fuck you right now.

Reina, fidgeting around in her swiveling chair, looked at the picture again with a greedy reverence. She wanted so badly to just reach through the phone and grab her husband’s beautiful cock.

“Are you texting Jordan?” A voice whispered over her shoulder.

Reina nearly had a heart attack before tucking her phone away under the long conference table; placing it face down on her thigh. She looked to her left and saw Steve leaning over to her wearing a playful smile. “What? No! I’m jus—I wasn’t on my phone, I was checking my calendar!”

“It’s cool Reina. Though you really should be paying attention to the meeting rather than your phone.”

Steve’s joking demeanor and nonchalant attitude lead Reina to believe he hadn’t seen the picture on her phone. She relaxed somewhat and her heartbeat started to return to normal.

“Shut up Steve.” She stuck her tongue at him and pointed out all the other people on their phones or tablets or other electronic vices.

He laughed before fixing his red skinny tie and pointing at Jensen, “You guys are missing out. He’s touching on some really serious stuff.”

“I’m sure he is.”

A buzz on her thigh interrupted their hushed exchange and the vibrations through her leg found their way to her g spot; stimulating her and rousing the fire even more. She flipped over her phone hoping for another dick pic but instead got a message from Emma.

“Jordan again?” Steve asked.

“No. Stay out of my phone Steve.”

Emma: You should tell him to send you a dick pic.

Reina: Who Jordan?

Emma: Who else?! Unless you have a slew of ready gentlemen who enjoy sending you pictures of their dicks. And if so, send me copies of the nice looking ones.

Reina: Lol. No, there’s only one dick I want to see and sorry, but I’m not sharing.

Another buzz; Jordan.

Hubby: Can I fuck you miss?

Reina: No. But I can fuck you.

Hubby: Well then come do that.

Reina: Oooh I wish I could!

Hubby: Yeah? What would you do if you were here?

Reina rolled her eyes and exhaled deeply. A million answers came to mind when posed with the question and she licked her lips as her fingers began typing out a few.

Reina: I would suck that dick so good daddy.

Hubby: Yeah?

Reina: I’d ride it. I’d bounce on it. I’d play with it. I’d cum on it.

Hubby: Fuck baby. You gon let me eat it?

Reina: Only if you ask nicely.

Her husband’s reply came in the form of a full body image in front of their bedroom mirror, naked. He was all glistening and wet hard muscles, obviously from getting into the hall closet and going crazy with the baby oil; he looked like a melting chocolate Adonis. Phone in one hand and dick in the other, Jordan cracked a smile though the photo cut off half his beautiful face. Reina gasped and slapped her phone down on her thigh; her face starting to turn crimson. A flood had found its way in her lap and she chewed her lip with her eyes closed; the image still fresh in her mind.

The buzz from her phone sent a shiver through her body and stimulated her kitty further. She flipped her phone over to a message from her friend. Regrettably Reina’s mind was on other more exciting conversations and so she didn’t read Emma’s message, she just went to reply.

Reina: Sorry Em, I’m gonna have to call you later.

Emma: Oh, did you get in trouble for texting?

Reina: My husband just sent me naked pictures, so…

Emma: Lol! Oh my god, send them to me!

Reina: LMAO! No!

A buzz. Her heart fluttered and her blood went hot. It was Jordan.

Hubby: I keep sending pictures and not getting responses.

Reina: Daddy… you cant send me pictures like that when I’m at work!

Hubby: Why?

Reina: You got my pussy so wet.

Hubby: Oh yeah? How wet?

Reina: Flooding. DRENCHED sir.

Hubby: Mm. I wanna put my mouth on it.

Reina: I wanna put my mouth on YOU.

Hubby: Can I eat it from behind Rei?

Reina: OOH FUCK!

Hubby: I just wanna make out with your pussy.

Reina: Stop!

Hubby: You can stay dressed. I get naked.

Reina: Yeah…

Hubby: Pull your skirt up and fuck u on that conference room table.

Reina jumped in her seat and bumped the table, startling one or two people. She smiled nervously, embarrassed by the sudden jolt, but when she saw Jensen hadn’t been interrupted she straightened up in her seat and went back to her vivid story teller of a husband.

Reina: I’m gonna fuck you up when I get home!

Hubby: Please do.

Reina: Oh my god daddy… why are you doing this to me?

Hubby: I told you why. Is the meeting over yet?

Reina looked up at Jensen still prattling on but the words “in conclusion” could be heard among the droning.

Reina: Soon hopefully.

Hubby: You should come home afterwards so I can fuck you.

Reina: Mmm… I’m gonna have to come home anyway.

Hubby: Why’s that?

“Well, thank you Jensen for your presentation.” Galloway stood up from his chair near the front and shook Jensen’s nervous hand before he went to his seat. “If any of you have any questions, please feel free to stick around… otherwise you’re all free to go--”

At the sound of “go,” Reina was out her chair and damn near to the elevator the way she took off out the conference room.

Back home, Jordan was lying in bed, still naked while scroll through Tumblr; waiting for his wife’s reply. When his phone went off, he went to Reina’s message.

Wifey: You made me ruin my underwear.

Jordan: Did I really?

Wifey: I’m soaked Jordan!

Jordan: Lol. I like you soaked.

Wifey: You keep sending me naked pictures and talking so nasty.

Jordan: I can’t help it. You made me this way.

His wife’s next message had with it an attached photograph of her hand and fingers covered in a thick, gooey fluid that Jordan recognized instantly. Under the picture were the words “Look what you did to me!”

Jordan: Fuck baby. Hurry up and get home, I want that.

Wifey: Lol. Oh you want this?

Another picture, this time of Reina sucking on one of her fingers.

Jordan: You are so fucking nasty.

Wifey: You made me like this.

Jordan: Hurry up and get home.

Reina: Yes daddy.

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