My phone pings. It's a video from Sir. He takes me on a tour of his hotel room, ending it in the bathroom under the shower.

He flips the camera, grinning mischievously as he flaunts his naked body, his right hand gripping his erection.

"Wish you were here," he says, then blows me a kiss, ending the video.

I launch my tablet's camera and hit record. Replaying his video, I finger myself, rubbing my pearl until I cry out his name, my folds gushing with desire.

I send him the video along with the text, "Wish you were here too."