“But I was too stupid to tell them. I thought that someone like me could never be attractive to a nerd.”
“Who exactly were you trying to attract?”
I didn’t even need to think about my response. “You.”
“Me.”
“You were beautiful, and so smart, and…you always knew what to say. You were always so comfortable in your own skin, and you made everyone around you confident, too. And you looked so sexy in that stupid uniform.”
She sighs heavily.
“Now that we’re talking about this, I can feel something stirring between my legs.”
There’s nervous laughter from the other end of the line. Maybe I’ve finally said something right.
“Are you trying to tell me that you used to fantasise about me, Kerry?”
“Fuck, yes. I’d fantasise about you, about that skirt, those glasses…” Without realising, I move a hand over my erection. “If I think about it now…”
“What?”
“Do you know what I’m doing?”
“I don’t know, but I’m sure you’ll tell me.”
I quickly unbutton my jeans and slip my hand underneath my boxers.
“I haven’t been this hard since…”
“Please, don’t tell me.”
“You’re right. I don’t think I’ve ever been this hard.”
“I thought you called me for information.”
“Maybe I just wanted to hear your voice.”
“Kerry…”
“That’s just making me harder.”
“I’m hanging up now.”
“No, please. Stay there.”
“Why?”
“Because I want to spend a little more time with you without breaking your ridiculous rules.”
“You hate them, don’t you?”
“A little, but I think they’re necessary.”
“Seriously?” She doesn’t believe me.
“It’s your way of dealing with things, and I get it. I’ve accepted it now.”
She sighs again. I’ve heard so much sighing during this conversation that I’m starting to believe we’re both having the same problem.
