Getting Her Back

I’m going to imagine you’re using it now.

Fantasize away, big boy. It’s not happening.

I guess I’ll just have to suffer until you’re home.

I can’t help but smile.

Yes, you will.

I do my best to ignore my phone for the rest of the day. Christian and trying to get pregnant is already the majority of my life. I can’t afford to be this distracted at work until I’m pregnant. And honestly, we don’t know how long that will be.

When I get home, I put down my bag and make myself a cup of tea. Then I kick off my shoes and get into comfy clothes before I finally get the box out for a real and proper look at it. The turquoise material is soft, and more like skin than I would have expected for a toy like this. There are fake balls on the end, adding to the illusion of the cock, and a suction cup.

Ohhh. It dawns on me what that’s used for, and suddenly I’m more excited about this prospect. Dildos are fun, but they’re also a lot of work. My hand ends up cramping, and I can usually come faster with just my fingers, so most of the dildos I’ve owned in my life have gone by the wayside. But none of them had a suction cup.

I go into my bedroom and retrieve the seldom-used lube from the drawer that holds my toys. Then I strip. I’m going to take Christian by surprise. This whole time he’s been pushing me, to be more like the person I used to be, more sexual, more spontaneous. If I give him what he wants, he might give me something too. Who knows?

I grab my laptop and go back into the living room, naked. I set the laptop on the coffee table, and then I grab the dildo from the box. I wash it quickly, before suctioning it to the floor in front of the computer. On second thought, I don’t. I take it and lube it up so that it’s glistening, and then I make the call. He’s not expecting it to come from the computer, but it doesn’t take him long to answer.

“Audrey?” he asks, and then he freezes. I can see what he sees in the small corner camera, and I know it’s good. He sees me, naked, kneeling on the floor with the tip of his cock between my lips. “This…is a surprise.”

I let the dildo slip out of my mouth with an audible pop. “I was hoping so.” I lick the dildo again, making a show of going all the way down the length of it. “Is this what you wanted to see?”

I can see that he’s lying on the bed again, and his hand is already moving below the screen. “God, yes,” he says.

“How about this?” I place the suction cup end of the dildo on the coffee table in front of the computer. Slowly, I take it into my mouth, showing him what it would be like if I actually gave him a blowjob again. I don’t think that will happen, but it’s fun to tease him. Especially when he is the master of teasing me. I don’t always like to be the one in control, but this definitely hits the spot.

“Fuck, Audrey,” he says, and I laugh, which is hard with a dildo in your mouth.

I rise up on my knees, releasing the dildo. Instead of putting it in my mouth, I lean forward and wrap my breasts around it. Watching myself in the small camera, I know exactly what he’s thinking. Slowly, I work my way up and down the blue cock.

Squeezing my breasts together, I work the dildo as if it were real. I dribble more lube across my breasts, working it down across my skin and across the toy, watching as Christian’s eyes widen.

We only did this once, in the three years we were dating, but I remember it well. From the look on his face, I think he does too. He moves suddenly, and I realize he’s doing what I did when I was in the restroom, because suddenly I can see his whole body. He wasn’t naked, but he is in now. I watch him strip down, his hand barely leaving his cock for a second.

There’s a bottle of lotion on his nightstand and he grabs some, working it onto his cock like its twin between my breasts. His eyes are glued to me, and I like the attention.

I stroke my nipples for the camera, running my thumb and finger over them and making sure they’re hard. I run each nipple along the length of the dildo, before raising my own breasts to my lips and sucking.

Through the computer I hear Christian groan. His hand is stroking his cock furiously, and I know that he isn’t going to last, and we haven’t even reached the main event yet. But that serves him right. This is delicious, deserved payback.