Rocked My World (Nohbdy and Newbie)
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				Title: <strong>Rocked My World (Nohbdy and Newbie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nohbdy</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 08:42:41</strong>
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				What strange creatures people are. Some will mate for life with the first person they date and have a nice house and a family with 2.4 children, and be perfectly happy. Others will instead go from partner to partner for months or even years at a time, trying to find someone worthwhile. Some of those people will end up running into a string of bad partners so long that, when someone who actually knows what they're doing comes along, they hold onto them for dear life. Jack was about to e-mail one of those people, a young woman who'd been waiting for that mail for what must've felt like an eternity.<br><br><em>My hands slide slowly up your sides to cup your breasts, fingers following the curve, thumbs brushing over your nipples through your shirt.</em><br><br>He'd been teasing the woman like this for several days now. Text-sex, filthy promises... tonight, she was going to receive a call from him, and do what he said while he listened. Every bit of it was calculated to make her want him more, and more. She wouldn't know when she'd see him, except that when she did, she would be absolutely desperate for him.<br><br><em>My breath is warm on your neck, my lips brushing over the bare skin, kissing here and there.</em><br><br>As for who the man was? Well, that was a closely guarded secret, for the moment. She knew, from outside sources, that he was who he claimed to be, but it was infuriatingly difficult to find out any more.<br><br><em>'You want me, don't you?'</em><br><br>He knew the answer to that question long before he clicked Send.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Rocked My World (Nohbdy and Newbie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Newbie</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 10:27:17</strong>
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				Emily pressed her knees together, as she read through the e-mail.&nbsp; His words felt better than entire relationships she'd had.&nbsp; She could imagine his hands, running slowly over the sides of her body; could feel the sensation of her nipple, delicately plucked by his strong, firm fingers.&nbsp; She leaned back in the chair and closed her eyes.&nbsp; She ran her hand over her breasts, as slowly as he would have.&nbsp; She massaged her neck, where his lips should have been, and imagined, his lips whispering all of the things she wanted--all of the things she needed--into her ear.&nbsp; She wanted to feel his body, swelling behind her at the goosebumps he gave her ...<br><br>A small moan escaped her lips, there in her office.&nbsp; She was alone with the door shut, no one to see as her eyes re-read the e-mail over, and over again, her hand eagerly snaking its way down her body with every word, only to be drawn back to her nipples, which were much in need of rubbing.<br><br>She had been constantly on the verge of release for days.&nbsp; Every new face was his; every foreign voice, belonged to him.&nbsp; She saw him everywhere, and was always anticipating the feelings of his body behind hers ... and tonight, she would finally find out who this man was; who had been able to make every desire she used to have look unfulfilling with only words, and promises.<br><br>She sighed in frustration, reluctantly bringing her own hand away from her aching body, and typed back her response.<br><br><em>'I need to feel you against me; I need to have your lips, and your body.'</em><br><br>She sounded so desperate.&nbsp; Truth be told, she was.&nbsp; He had brought her to the point where all she could do was think about him, and only him.&nbsp; She was desperate for him to make due with his words.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Rocked My World (Nohbdy and Newbie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nohbdy</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 11:12:08</strong>
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				Truth be told, there was a part of Jack that rather wanted to meet Emily now- but that part of him always yielded to the promise of the future, of her begging,&nbsp; pleading, for him. For her need to be so great that she could not contain herself. Once he had her at his whim, she would be his forever, but first, he had to make absolutely sure he truly had her. Not to mention that the process was rather fun.<br><br><em>In time. Tonight, when you are at home, I will call you, and you will hear my voice.</em><br><br>A carefully-planned step. A small concession. It would keep her from losing interest from lack of pay-off, and leave her wanting more. He was very much looking forward to it, though he would not tell her as much.<br><br><em>You will hear what up until now you have only been able to read. And, if you are a good girl, I will let you use your hands while you imagine it.</em><br><br>The day would be excruciatingly slow for her, he was counting on it. But, just to make sure...<br><br><em>But until then, no more touching.</em><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Rocked My World (Nohbdy and Newbie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Newbie</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 12:05:01</strong>
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				Frustrated, Emily sighed heavily as she read the most recent reply.&nbsp; Her fingers had been poised, begging her to just give in to her temptation in her office.&nbsp; She wanted to feel the release that his words gave her, but she knew that some things were simply worth waiting for.<br><br>She looked at the clock on her computer: it was only 2:20 in the afternoon.&nbsp; She still had a few hours to go before she would be home, and it would probably be even a few <em>more</em> hours before she could expect his call.<br><br>Emily closed the e-mail, deciding not to reply, for fear of him sending another e-mail to her.&nbsp; Her body tingled with excitement, and she wanted to do her best to please her mysterious lover, but there was no way she could have continued to behave herself if he sent her another e-mail.&nbsp; Any words from him, at this point, would drive her straight over the edge.<br><br>"Please, let this day pass ..." she whispered to herself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Rocked My World (Nohbdy and Newbie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nohbdy</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 12:15:01</strong>
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				Jack waited. No response. She'd read it, he was certain of that, but no reply was forthcoming. He couldn't help but smile to himself. There were a few possibilities for why she had not returned his message, when she was normally so eager to hear from him. The one that made the most sense, though, was exactly the sort of response he'd been hoping for. There was no way of knowing for certain, but he had a hunch.<br><br><em>P.S.</em><br><br>Sending two messages in a row wasn't normally his style, but this seemed a reasonable gamble. An exception, to make the time she'd spend waiting for him that much more desperate.<br><br><em>Try not to think about tonight too much. Once you start, it will be almost impossible to stop.</em><br><br>Cruel? Perhaps. Something that'd make her want him all the more, regardless? Almost certainly. His last e-mail of the day sent, Jack pulled away from the computer, stood up, and went about killing a few hours.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Rocked My World (Nohbdy and Newbie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Newbie</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 12:53:04</strong>
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				Emily nibbled on her lip, nervously now, as she read the last e-mail.&nbsp; She promised herself she wouldn't; she knew it would only make her day harder.<br><br>"One ... little ... touch," she thought to herself, her legs spreading apart in her chair, ever so slightly.&nbsp; Her hands massaged the tops of her thighs as she contemplated it.&nbsp; Her body throbbed and ached.&nbsp; She wanted it so badly.&nbsp; She closed her eyes and brought a finger to her lips, sucking and biting on it as she imagined him.&nbsp; Strong, handsome, confident.&nbsp; Completely aware of her every desire and her every craving, before she even knew what she wanted.&nbsp; <br><br>Her hand slid down the inside of her thigh.&nbsp; He knew <em>everything</em> about telling a woman what she wanted to hear.<br><br>The spot between between her legs moistened more as her fingers neared.&nbsp; It felt electric.&nbsp; She could feel the blood pulsing through her whole body.&nbsp; "No!" she whispered to herself, shutting her legs and pulling herself towards her desk.&nbsp; She had to <em>focus.</em>&nbsp; She couldn't let this get to her so much. She took a deep breath, and started to work.<br><br>Slowly, but surely, the day faded.&nbsp; She didn't remember how she'd gotten home, exactly, but before she knew it she was in the kitchen.&nbsp; Her mind was racing, distracted by the hallucinations of pleasure her lover had so forcefully thrust into her life.&nbsp; And she was loving every single one of them.&nbsp; She cooked herself a small dinner, and grabbed the phone to take upstairs to her bedroom with her.<br><br>It didn't make sense to her entirely, but, as she ascended the stairs, she thought about what she was going to wear.&nbsp; He wasn't coming; she knew that, but ... she wanted so badly to feel as though he was.&nbsp; What could she possibly wear for him?&nbsp; What would he enjoy?&nbsp; As she entered her room, she tossed her phone on the bed and headed straight for her closet.&nbsp; She had so many options to choose from; long, luxurious dinner dresses, or seductively enchanting skirts; she could wear button-up shirts, or tight tees that hugged her every feminine curve with vigor.<br><br>She removed her top, and her pants and felt her fingers against her body.&nbsp; They felt foreign to her--like his fingers would, she imagined.&nbsp; He had even managed to turn her own body against her!&nbsp; Every little movement sent shivers through her, as she waited, and waited, and waited.&nbsp; With patience, she looked through her wardrobe again, but couldn't even make up her mind.&nbsp; Every piece of clothing triggered scenarios in her mind.&nbsp; Skirts made her see a dark figure bending her over the edge of the bed, having his way with her ... the tees made her think of him, standing behind her, reaching underneath her shirt, letting his hands explore her tight, young body that was so in need of his touch.<br><br>Frustration made her moan to herself for the second time that day.&nbsp; <br><br>What she needed to do, was take a nice, hot shower.
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				Post by: <strong>Nohbdy</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 13:09:33</strong>
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				Jack had made himself dinner, and done some business, in the intervening time after he'd sent her the e-mail. It was still a while yet before he planned to call her, but he caught himself thinking about her, tempted to reach for the phone. He wasn't sure if he was tempted by his own words, or hers- possibly both, but for whatever reason, Emily returned to his mind again and again.<br><br>Her desire would be driving her wild, at this point, assuming she hadn't caved in yet. He was rather hoping she hadn't, it would make the night to come that much more enjoyable, for both of them. But honestly, he wouldn't blame her if she had. That last message was almost devilishly cruel. And yet, she had not complained in the least. A rare treasure, this one.<br><br>Finally, at a bit past eight-thirty, Jack picked up his cellphone, straightened his shirt, and sat down.<br><br><em>Ring... ring... ring...</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Rocked My World (Nohbdy and Newbie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Newbie</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 14:12:10</strong>
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				The hot water beat down on her body.&nbsp; It felt as though every drop of water massaged her skin, in a way that she had hoped her mysterious lover might be able to.&nbsp; Her body ached with anticipation and with frustration.&nbsp; She soaped herself again, and again, and again.&nbsp; Her hands had become possessed, unable to do anything but wander the curves of her firm body, and explore her in anticipation of her conqueror's arrival.<br><br>Oh, how she wished he would take what was his.&nbsp; Emily leaned herself against the shower stall, feeling the heat of the steam rising all around her.&nbsp; Closing her eyes, she arched her back and fantasized about her phantom lover, her hands ever busy re-exploring her body.&nbsp; How it would feel to have him, behind her now ... his body, pressed against hers, willing every desire, every fantasy, into reality with but words and kisses.<br><br>She moaned and pulled herself away from the wall.&nbsp; Her hands found their way down her body.&nbsp; No longer under her control, they teased her; squeezing her nipples, fondling her breasts ... and then one brave finger began stroking her.&nbsp; It started, ever so slowly, and went in wide circles only teasing her more.<br><br>"I shouldn't ... " she groaned, as the finger tightened its course and went faster, and faster.&nbsp; She could feel her body tingling, the excitement welling inside of her faster than she ever imagined it could have.<br><br><em>Ring</em><br><br>It was impossible to hear the phone for her own heavy breathing; her mind having retreated to a far off world of pleasure and fantasy.&nbsp; Her mind told her to stop, but her body wouldn't listen.<br><br><em>Ring</em><br><br>She could hear the ringing now, as in a far off dream.&nbsp; She knew who it was.&nbsp; But the water washed over her breasts, and droplets trickled down her flat stomach to her hands; her busy, busy hands ... she needed the release so badly!&nbsp; And it was so close.&nbsp; Her body was tightening ... her breath, shortening ... just a little bit ...<br><br><em>Ring</em><br><br>She stopped.&nbsp; She had to answer.&nbsp; She forced herself off of her own body, and groaned as she did so.&nbsp; Blood pulsed in her head, as she turned off the water and headed out to the bed to answer the phone.&nbsp; It rang a few more times before she got there.<br><br>Picking it up, she hit "Talk" and froze.&nbsp; She wanted to sound so coy; so in control, but she couldn't even bring herself to say hello.&nbsp; All she could do was wait, and she was starting to get good at it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Rocked My World (Nohbdy and Newbie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nohbdy</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 23:13:12</strong>
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				<em>Ring...</em><br><br>Jack had, in all honestly, not expected her to let it ring twice, much less four times. She'd been hinging on his every word for weeks now, it seemed very strange for her to not be immediately snapping up the phone.<br><br><em>Ring...</em><br><br>What was she doing? He was curious, and perhaps a bit concerned. What would motivate her to risk missing his call? Or keep her from answering?<br><br><em>Ring...</em><br><br>Six rings. Jack was about to hang up, when she finally answered. No words came from the headset, but he could hear her breathing. He listened, for a moment, curious. It was frantic... lustful. Ah, so that explained it. Had she finished? Jack had to wait a moment, to try and divine that. No, not yet, though she'd been very close. It seemed he'd called just in time. Making a mental note to bring this little episode up later, he smiled to himself, and finally granted her the pleasure of hearing his voice. <br><br>"Hello, Emily."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Rocked My World (Nohbdy and Newbie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Newbie</strong> on <strong>13-05-2011, 09:02:31</strong>
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				"Hello Emily," said the mysterious man.&nbsp; It sent shivers through her.&nbsp; His voice sounded strong, and confident.&nbsp; Not a hint of frustration, or uncertainty.&nbsp; He was completely in control of himself, as much as he was in control of her.<br><br>"Hell ... o," she whispered into the phone, trying to sound composed and confident herself.&nbsp; It took her a syllable, and then she realized she didn't even know what to call this mysterious man, or what to say to him.&nbsp; And her head!&nbsp; Oh how it was swimming--she could still feel her body pulsating; she could feel the lingering pleasure that had waited her in the shower, if he'd only taken a few seconds longer to call ...<br><br>She wanted to just say, "I'm yours; do with me as you will," to the mysterious voice, hoping he would emerge from a hidden corner and take her, but as she looked around her room she knew it was only a delusional fantasy.<br><br>"What would you like me to do?" she whispered into the phone again, afraid that if she talked too loudly, the fantasy would disappear into thin air and a dial tone.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Rocked My World (Nohbdy and Newbie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nohbdy</strong> on <strong>13-05-2011, 22:04:53</strong>
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				Jack had to admit, she was doing an admirable job of hiding her condition, considering the circumstances. A lesser man might not have noticed, or dismissed it as just being his imagination. Jack was not a lesser man, though, and her emotions were laid out to him, every word confirming his suspicions.<br><br>"You disobeyed me." His words were not accusatory, angry, or cruel. It was a simple statement of fact, in that same silky tone.&nbsp; There was a moment of silence, before he spoke again. He considered his options, whether to punish her for disobeying, or reward her for managing to stop. Though, honestly, there was really only one choice.<br><br>"I'm disappointed in you, Emily."
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