Me
Are you at home?
Damon Forrester
No. I’m at a pizza place with Blake and some friends
My lipsspread into a broad grin as a string of dirty possibilities runs through my head.
Me
Perfect
I know how much you love being that dirty creep hiding a giant boner under the table when you’re at public eateries with your friends and family
Almost as much as you love getting off in public bathrooms…
Damon Forrester
Fucking hell. You can’t be serious. You’re going to do this NOW? I’m crammed into a booth with four other guys
I let out a soft snort of laughter as I imagine him squirming around in an attempt to hide his arousal.
Me
You can use your safe word
Or you could just ignore my texts
Damon Forrester
I won’t be choosing either of those options and you damn well know it
I laugh out loud at that, shaking my head wryly.
Me
Yeah I know. Because you’re a dirty slut and you just can’t help yourself
I takea moment to consider the situation before deciding on the best way to proceed.
Me
Do you have earphones on you?
Damon Forrester
Yeah…
Me
Good. Set a timer for ten minutes. When it goes off FaceTime me from the bathroom
If you can last that long, that is
I spend the next ten minutes taunting him with the filthiest shit I can think of, making sure to tailor it to his current situation. I can’t see his surroundings, obviously, but I’ve been to my fair share of pizza parlors so it’s not hard to get creative.
I taunt him about wanting to add his own special sauce to the pizza, about wanting to unzip and jerk off while he’s sitting right there in the booth, about wanting to be spread out naked on the table, about wanting to be covered in barbecue sauce and ketchup…
