Despite expecting the call, the sound of his phone ringing still made him jump. Her name on his screen gave him equal pleasure and anxiety, knowing that any of these calls could be the one where she told him that she couldn’t do this anymore. That the ocean which separated them was too wide, that the stolen phone calls were no longer enough for her. Or that her husband had changed and she was staying with him.

Pushing his doubts down inside, he swiped his finger across the screen,

‘Good morning, beautiful.’

‘Good morning!’ Her voice was bright and he pictured her face bathed in the hot, North Carolina sunshine.

Walking from his kitchen to his living room and dropping onto the couch, he looked at his watch - 8:00am where she was.

‘How are you?’ he asked, changing his phone to his left hand.

‘Better now,’ Sofia replied, her simple words giving him a euphoria which completed and terrified him at the same time, dreading the day that they no longer came.

‘I miss you,’ he said.

‘I miss you too,’ she replied. ‘Where are you?’

‘I’m at home.’

‘Right, I forgot,’ she said, ‘you have the day off. Part-timer.’

‘Hard worker,’ he responded quickly ‘That’s why they let me take time off.’

‘I wish I was there with you,’ she said, a hint of sadness in her voice.

‘I wish you were too,’ he replied, trying to hide the emotion her statement brought up in him. This wasn’t enough for him, but he would take a lifetime of these stolen moments over not having her at all.

‘What time is it there?’ she asked.

‘It’s 1pm,’ he replied, realizing that her voice wasn’t as hushed or hurried as it often was. ‘Where are you?’

There was a brief pause and he knew that the question highlighted their situation and their clandestine phone and video calls.

‘I’m in my car,’ she replied, her voice still sounding bright. ‘I stopped in a parking lot on my way to work to call you.’

‘I love you,’ he said, smiling.

‘I love you too, Daniel. I want you to get me off.’ Since they’d met, online, Sofia had realised he was able to paint pictures in her mind that aroused and excited her, bringing herself to orgasm as she listened to his words.

Daniel smiled. Sometimes their conversations were filled with talk of their future, words of love and hope for happiness, but other times they were hot and dirty - he liked them both.

‘This is something I’ve been thinking about for a few days,’ he said, changing his phone to his left hand, making himself comfortable.

On the other side of the Atlantic Sofia moved her car seat back, sliding down, scanning the parking lot - at this hour it was still quiet and the far corner she had chosen was deserted.

‘I’m standing in my kitchen,’ Daniel began, ‘when I hear my phone ring. I know it’s you because you have your own ringtone, and my heart skips a beat.’

Sofia’s eyes closed as she let his words begin their pictures in her mind, her hand sliding under the waistband of her scrubs and inside her panties.

‘I answer your call and the first thing you say is “I’m sorry”. For a moment, my heart drops because I think you’re breaking up with me.’

‘Never,’ Sofia whispered, her hand pushing deeper between her thighs.

‘I ask you why you’re sorry. For a moment, you’re silent and I think the call has dropped.’ He closed his eyes, imaging the scene. ‘But then you speak. “I’m at the train station,” you say. I’m confused, so I ask you which station and you say, “The one in your town”.’

Sitting in her car, Sofia had stopped moving her hand, listening to his words. She had wanted a fast orgasm but now she was invested in his story.

‘Before you can say anything else, I’m grabbing my car keys and running out the door, my heart pounding.’

Tucking his phone in his shoulder, Daniel unbuckled his belt, sliding his jeans and boxers down his thighs, pulling his T-shirt over his head. His penis lay to the side, not yet hard, and he ran his finger over the ridge as he listened to the silence from Sofia’s end of the call.

‘The station is a short drive from my house and I arrive in only a few minutes, but it feels as though it’s taken me hours.’

The sound of a car engine made Sofia open her eyes. Keep driving, buddy, she thought, watching the grey Impala circle a few bays down. It slowed and then pulled forward two rows over. She watched as the driver got out of the vehicle, briefcase in hand, walking towards the exit. She closed her eyes again.

‘I don’t bother to pull into the car park,’ Daniel continued, his fingers moving lightly over the tip of his penis, feeling it start to swell. ‘I just stop my car outside the main entrance and jump out. I can hear a taxi driver shout something but I’m not listening.’ He adjusted his position. ‘I look around and for a moment I can’t see you, but then I hear my name.’

Sofia waited, thoughts of the orgasm she had wanted forgotten as she fell into the romance of the moment. She loved Daniel and even though they had never met, she knew he would satisfy her in all the ways she needed.

‘I turn around and see you standing there.’ He paused, his tongue wetting his lips. ‘You’re holding the handle of your suitcase and you look worried, as if you’re suddenly wondering if your surprise arrival was a mistake.’ He felt his shaft thicken under his fingers as he thought about how his story was to progress.

‘But I rush towards you, taking you in my arms and we kiss for the first time, and in that moment I know that this will be my last first kiss.’

Sofia took a breath, a tear forming at the corner of her eye. ‘I can’t wait to kiss you,’ she whispered, not knowing if her words were loud enough for him to hear.

‘We continue to kiss and I pull you to me and you sigh as you feel my tongue part your lips,’

His erection had grown and he held his shaft, feeling how hard his own imagination had made him.

‘I reach inside your jacket and feel your breasts. I’ve seen them before in photos and on camera, but now I can feel them over your clothing, my fingers running over where I know your nipples will be.’

Sighing at the description, Sofia stroked her lips with her middle finger, tracing the soft opening as Daniel continued.

‘I kiss your neck, and you whisper into my ear, “take me home.” I grab your case and take your hand, leading you through the doors to my car.’

He paused for a moment, stroking the ridge of his hard on again, making it flex.

‘The drive back to my house is filled with questions and explanations, your hand on my leg the whole journey. We pull up outside and I tell you I’ll get your case later. I unlock the door and we are kissing again before it closes behind us. I push you against the wall in my hallway. You pull me close, my leg sliding between yours and you feel against your thigh how hard you’ve made me.’

Sofia shifted in her seat, her finger teasing her lips as she pictured them kissing.

‘And as we kiss, I ease your jacket off your shoulders, and it falls to the floor. I slide my hands down your back until they’re cupping your ass, pulling you closer to me, pressing my leg through your skirt against your pussy.’

Her head pressing into the headrest, Sofia breathed heavily. Her finger starting to push deeper, but her pants and underwear were restricting her movement. Tucking her phone in her shoulder, she lifted herself off the seat, the movement almost dislodging the phone.

‘Are you okay?’ Daniel asked.

‘Yeah, I’m just trying to pull my panties down. Keep going.’

Taking another scan of the parking lot, she lowered her scrubs and underwear. Still alone in her corner, she slid them below her knees so she could open her legs. Returning her hand to between her thighs, she slid her finger between her lips, now wet with arousal.

The revelation about her activities made Daniel’s erection flex and he held it tighter, sliding his hand along the shaft.

‘I take the bottom of your T-shirt,’ he continued, ‘lifting it, feeling your soft skin beneath, until it reaches your breasts. You sigh into my mouth as I lift it higher..’

He stopped.

‘Wait,’ he said, causing her to pause, her finger buried inside her.

‘What?’ she asked, half expecting him to say he had to go. She hadn’t told him, but she shared his anxiety about their relationship ending and wondered if he would one day decide that the distance was too great.

‘What underwear are you wearing?’

‘What?’ she said again, confused.

‘Your bra and panties - describe them to me. I want to picture it.’

Sofia smiled. ‘My bra is nude colored, padded so it pushes my tits together, and my panties match it - they’re a thong.’

Daniel’s movement on his cock increased as he pictured Sofia in her underwear. ‘You’re wearing a thong?’ he asked, closing his eyes.

‘Yes,’ she replied. ‘I always wear thongs. Now can you continue with your story, it’s amazing and I really need to cum.’

He smiled. ‘I lift your T-shirt, revealing your bra, and I lower my head to kiss your cleavage.’

Moving her phone from her ear, Sofia pressed the speaker button, placing it on the dashboard. Daniel’s voice filled her car as she reached under her top.

‘As I kiss your breasts, I reach down and unzip the long skirt you’re wearing, letting it fall around your feet, before gently stroking your butt cheeks. You sigh and goosebumps cover your skin at my touch.’

‘Don’t stop,’ the beautiful brunette whispered, her finger sliding out from inside to find her clitoris. She moaned at the sensation, the sound causing Daniel’s hand to move faster on his shaft.

‘I want to keep kissing you,’ he continued, ‘but I need to see you and feel you. I need to see you naked, I need to touch every inch of you and be inside you.’ He took a breath, running a finger along the underside of his erection. ‘So I unhook your bra, revealing your breasts, and I take each of your nipples in my mouth.’

The movement of Sofia’s finger over her clitoris sped up as she pictured the scene. ‘Daniel,’ she whispered, lost in his description.

‘I suck your nipples until they’re hard and sensitive, teasing each one.’

Inside the car, Sofia reached behind her back, unhooking her bra, her fingers finding her nipples, pinching and squeezing.

‘I stop and, taking your hand, I lead you upstairs to my bedroom, turning to watch as you follow me up the stairs in just your panties.’ His hand was moving faster now, but he forced himself to slow down so as not to cum too quickly.

‘I lay you on my bed and remove my jeans and T-shirt. You can see how hard I am through my boxers and you reach up to touch my cock. I watch as your fingers trace the outline of my hard on over my shorts before you lift the waistband, pulling them down.’

He could feel his cock twitch, the tip slick with pre cum.

‘You take me between your fingers and I groan, your other hand holding my balls. I watch as you wrap your fingers around me, stroking slowly.’

A moan drifted from Sofia.

‘I’ve seen your cock lots of times,’ she said, her voice hoarse, ‘but I need it. I want to touch it, suck it and feel you inside me. Using my vibrator isn’t enough anymore.’

‘I reach for your panties,’ he continued, ‘slowly pulling them down until I can see your pussy, smooth and wet.’

He paused.

‘Are you wet?’ he asked.

For a moment, Sofia didn’t realize he was talking to her and his question was met with silence.

‘I am,’ she whispered. ‘I’m so wet.’

‘Are you touching yourself?’ he asked.

‘Yes,’ she replied.

‘Tell me.’

She wasn't used doing the talking. She was more comfortable listening to Daniel’s stories, or letting him watch her on video call, her hand out of sight as she masturbated, just her face and breasts visible to him.

‘I have one finger stroking my clit,’ she said, plucking up the courage, ‘and I’m using my other hand to play with my tits. But I wish it was you doing it.’

‘So do I,’ he replied, sadness suddenly washing over him.

Sofia heard the change in his voice. ‘It will be soon,’ she whispered. ‘Keep going.’

‘I slide down between your thighs, licking each one. I want to tease you but I can’t, I have to taste you, and so I slide my tongue along your velvet lips, parting them, tasting how wet you are.’

‘Daniel,’ she breathed, sliding her finger back inside herself and pressing her palm against her clitoris.

‘Tasting you for the first time is exquisite. I slide my tongue up over your clit, taking it between my lips before flicking my tongue over it as I slide a finger inside you.’ His hand was moving faster now, stroking the full length of his hard on. ‘I reach up and find your nipples, hard and sensitive, and I stroke them, making you moan.’

On the other end of the phone Sofia breathed deeply, pinching her nipples and stroking her clit, emulating Daniel’s narration.

‘Your eyes are closed and I watch you from between your legs. Your mouth opens with louder pants and moans as you feel your orgasm approaching. You reach down, your hands on the back of my head, holding me in place as I lick and suck your clit, my finger sliding in and out of you.’

As if in acquiescence to his words, Sofia felt her orgasm start, but in contrast to her usual desire for rapid gratification, she slowed her movements.

‘Your head presses into the pillow and your back arches as you feel your orgasm build. As it washes over you, I stroke your nipples, increasing your pleasure and you call my name between gasps.’

Listening to his words, Sofia wanted to cum, but she knew he wasn’t finished, and so she kept her movements slow and steady, keeping herself on the edge.

‘Your body starts to relax as I stop licking. I watch you there, naked, bathed in the afterglow of cumming and I move up, kissing your mouth.’

Sofia pictured Daniel over her, imagining his body pressing against hers. ‘I want you,’ she whispered. ‘Daniel, I want you inside of me.’

Hearing her words, he spoke again. ‘I feel you reach down, taking me in your hand, guiding me inside of you.’

Pressing her hand against her clit, Sofia slid a second finger inside, trying to replicate the scene.

‘You gasp as you feel me enter you, your legs lifting and wrapping around me.’

His hand was moving faster now and he knew he was close. On the other end of the line, Sofia was already feeling her climax reigniting.

‘I kiss your lips as I start to push inside you and I feel my own orgasm approaching. I slow down, but you feel it and tell me not to stop, telling me to cum inside you.’

‘I want you to,’ Sofia whispered, emotion catching the edges of her voice as she sped up her movements. ‘I want to feel you cum inside me.’

‘I hear you and start to push faster, harder, filling you over and over. My breathing is getting louder and I open my eyes to look at your beautiful face and I see that you’re already looking up at me. You watch as my orgasm builds. Your fingers are touching my face as you feel me tense up, whispering that you want me to cum and telling me you love me as, for the first time, I let go inside of you.’

Daniel’s voice was little more than a whisper as he stroked faster. A thousand miles away, Sofia felt her climax burst through her, her breathing and moaning filling her car. As he heard her cum, Daniel felt himself climax, calling her name, a rope of cum landing on his chest.

They both fell silent, save for their breathing.

‘Did you cum, Daniel?’ Sofia asked as her breath returned to normal. She picked up her phone, turning off the speaker and putting it back to her ear. Although she liked having both hands free, she felt that having her phone to her ear was more intimate.

‘I did,’ he replied. ‘Did you?’

‘Of course,’ she whispered. ‘I always cum when you tell me your stories.’

He smiled. ‘I just wish you were here.’

‘I will be,’ she replied, a tear sliding down her cheek. ‘Only one more week to go and I’ll be there with you. Forever.’