Royal:
Not offended, surprised. They’re sex toys.
I’m tooanxious to not watch her on the screen. I have to know what she’s thinking. I have to see her reaction in real time.
She’s laid out on her bed again. This time not as gracefully. Her legs are spread, and her skirt has hiked up from around her ankles all the way up to her thighs.
My cock twitches seeing the extra skin.Don’t be such a predator. We don’t even know if she’s...
Leticia brings her hand to her mouth, and I expect her to freak out, but instead, she opens the picture back up, the telltale bright blue of the picture on her phone screen illuminating her face. Leticia pinches and zooms on the photo before texting back.
Leticia:
That’s SO cool. I’ve wanted one, but there is no way to hide it. Mom would find it for sure.
I’m hard just readingthat. Throbbing in my pants at the idea of her getting off. I look at her on the screen as she looks back at the image again.
My wolf salivates, wishing she’d roll over and wondering what that skirt might do with the movement.
Royal:
It must be hard having restrictions like that. Do you get any privacy?
Is that creepy?I try to check in with my wolf, but we’re back to staring at her in the monitor again. Which, I think, proves I’m being a total stalker and probably shouldn’t be worried about what I’m texting her.
Leticia:
Honestly, no.
There are cameras everywhere. Even in my room.
I get this feeling of being watched a lot. Like someone is right there looking over my shoulder. For a while, I thought maybe we’re haunted, but now I’m pretty sure it’s the cameras.
How doI respond to that? My cock steadily begins to behave, and I try to come up with something that doesn’t acknowledge I know the truth while reassuring her she’s safe from anyone with bad intentions.
But my intentions, whichIdon’t think are bad, are at the heart of her concern, whether she knows it or not ... someone watching her while she’s at her most vulnerable, someone who would gladly take the opportunity to watch her pleasure herself.
I should probably feel guilty about it. I should probably shut the camera feed off and try to assure her that no one would waste time watching her room.
And while I don’t feel guilty about my obsession with Leticia, I also won’t lie to her about no one watching.
Royal:
I can’t imagine what it’s like to not have any privacy.
Too bad we’re not THOSE kinds of friends. I’d share my toys with you.
That last onemight cross a line, but the gorgeous woman returned to the photo and zoomed in again. She took a closer look. Curiosity is there.
Our mate won’t back away from this.My wolf watches the screen just as intently as I do.
Leticia goes to a dresser and begins pulling some clothes out before picking up her phone. She types off a quick message.
Leticia:
Very generous. But I don’t even know what I’d like.
How far canI push this?
