A wicked grin crept across Sunny’s face. Edward’s icon showed that he was online and available. Sunny clicked it. After a few seconds, the “CONNECTED” message appeared, and Edward’s voice, only slightly distorted, came from the speakers. “Sunny? Wow, what’s this? You got a webcam?”

“Yeah, my dad got it for me for my birthday.”

Marjorie leaned into the frame to wave. “Hi, Ed.”

“Oh, hi ‘Ree.”

She gave Sunny a wink. “I think I’ll leave you two with your toy. Have fun. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do. I’ll be back in an hour or two, okay?”

After Marjorie slipped out of the room, Sunny rolled her eyes. “I can’t believe she said that.”

“I can. I was there when she told those stories about her freshman year, remember?”

“Right, whatever. What wouldn’t she do? Anyways, hold on, give me a minute…” Another window appeared on Sunny’s monitor with Edward’s face. He had a five-o’clock shadow and a huge cowlick. “You got that?” he asked.

Sunny smiled. “Yeah, I got it. You look like you just got out of bed.”

“Yeah, well … I kind of did.”

It felt a little strange looking at his image on the screen, and it took her a moment to figure out why; he wasn’t looking into the camera, he was looking at his own monitor, so it felt like he wasn’t quite making eye contact. Sunny moved her camera closer to the monitor so that she could glance into it easily. Still, it was better than just hearing his voice.

“Ooh, wow, hey…” The sound of tapping keys came over the link and Edward’s gaze wandered. “I just got an email from the agency. I’ve got a job in DC!”

“Honey, that’s great! So when will you be moving?”

“They need to finish the security clearance investigation before I start. Six months, at least.” He gave her a hopeful glance. “Not too much longer to wait.”

“You could come out now,” she said. “Maybe find something to hold you over until the clearance comes through?”

“Mom wants me to stay until the job is ready. You know, save my money.” He glanced away from his screen. “She’s going to be lonely once I leave.”

Sunny nodded. “What’s she doing now?”

“I think she’s having a nap.”

“She’s not going to interrupt you?”

Ed smiled. “No, she never comes in my room without knocking. Why?”

“Well … I thought you’d like to help me try out my new camera.”

His smile grew wider and took on a lascivious edge. “Aren’t we trying
it out now?”

“I think you know what I mean.” Sunny ran her fingers over the neckline of her tee shirt.

“Now you’re just teasing.”

“Oh, am I? Well, we can’t have that.” She crossed her arms and pulled the tee shirt up over her head. Underneath was a lacy red bra. Ed’s eyes widened. “Is that…?”

“Yeah. It’s the one we bought together last summer.”

He moaned in appreciation. Sunny’s own memories of that event gave her a tingle as well; pulling him into the lingerie shop dressing room was one of the most fun things she had ever done. The fact that she had a souvenir of the episode made the memory even more exciting. “Do you have the panties on too?” he asked.


“…can I see?” His voice was breathy and low.

She loved hearing him get like that. The balance between having the power to make him sweat like that, against the vulnerability of getting undressed for him, gave her an incredible thrill. “Maybe,” she said. “What are you going to show me?”

In a tangle of arms and fabric, Edward nearly ripped off his shirt. His chest was well-formed if not particularly muscular, with a thin pattern of dark hair. Sunny laughed.

“What?” Edward looked down at his chest.

“Nothing. Here.” She stood, undid her belt, and wiggled out of her jeans, careful not to pull the lacy red panties down with them. She pushed her chair back so that the camera could catch her body from head to knees. Edward’s moan quivered from her speakers. A huge smile broke out on her face, and as she sat she saw Edward’s throat work a heavy swallow. “You like them?” she said.

He nodded.

“Are you hard?”

He started to speak, then cleared his throat. “Yes.”

“Show me.”

Edward stood and shoved his khakis down almost before he had his belt undone. His cock sprang out, thick and erect, and when he sat down again it jutted up between his thighs as if reaching up to touch his navel. Sunny felt a strange surge of … something she had trouble identifying. What was that feeling? It felt good, that was certain. It made her want to throw her head back and laugh out loud. What was it? She had never felt it before, but she knew she wanted more.Sunny fingered the strap of her bra. “Do you want me to take these off?”

“Yes,” he said, his voice becoming a throaty croak.

“But you’ve seen me naked lots of times. You already know what I look like.”

“Please,” he said, his hand drifting down to his cock. “Please.”

“Touch yourself,” she said. “I want to see how you do it.”

His hand tightened around his shaft. “Please.”

Sunny spread her legs and slipped her fingers down under her panties. “In a bit,” she said. “Maybe.” She flicked lightly at her sex, eyes glued to her screen. Instead of watching Ed’s hand on his cock, she found it was an even bigger thrill to watch his face. “You like that?” she asked.

“Yes. Please. Take … offf…”

She pushed two fingers down inside herself and drew the moisture up over her clit. Edward groaned so hard she wondered whether he had already come, but no, he was still pumping his fist, mouth agape, eyes half-lidded. The look was sublimely vulnerable. With her free hand, Sunny pulled the cups of her bra up over her breasts, then caressed one nipple with her fingertips. “Like this?” she asked, as the nub tightened into a tiny peak.

Another groan, even deeper than the first, erupted from the computer and Edward leaned back heavily in his chair. Every muscle in his body was tensed, and his lips were pulled back in a fierce grimace. He froze, finally, and in the frames of images streaming through the computer, Sunny could see gobs of semen launched into the air. “Oh,
God,” he said, panting. “When I get out there I am going to fuck you so hard…”

Sunny gripped her breast and squeezed. “Tell me. Tell me what you’re going to do.” She closed her eyes and listened to his voice, imagining their next meeting.

“I’m going to get off that plane and drag you into the nearest bathroom I can find.”

“Yes … go on…” Sunny slicked her fingers through her lips, running on either side of her clit with each stroke.

“I’m going to pull you into a stall and bend you over, pull up your skirt and rip off your panties, and shove my cock in all the way.” Now it was her turn to feel the rising tension.

“Baby, it’s going to be so good. I want you so bad.”

Beg for it, she thought.

“I can’t wait. I can’t wait to see you again.”

A quiver started under her fingers, spreading rapidly through her body. “Yes,” she whispered, and her mouth fell open, drawing tiny gasps of air as an orgasm took control of her muscles. It wasn’t the best she had ever felt, but it was different in a way that she liked, colored with that triumphant feeling that talking to Edward had given her. She wanted to feel it again.

She opened her eyes and stared into the camera. “Looks like you’ve got a mess to clean up,” she said.

“Uh, yeah.”

“I’ll leave you to that, then.”

“We need to do this again,” he said.

“Oh, yes.” She smiled. “We will do this again.”