Twelve Days The Beginning - By Jade Reyner Page 0,136
his obvious desire for her. It made a refreshing change and she immediately felt the dampness between her legs as her arousal responded to the mental image.
She typed another reply.
I am just about to head home but I hate to think that I am leaving you in such an – awkward – situation.
Is there any way that I can make things more – comfortable – for you?
x x
She had upped the ante with that text so she furtively glanced around the office, checking to see if anyone else was still about and was relieved to find it virtually empty. Stephen had left a short time earlier so there was no one else nearby.
Her phone pinged a reply.
This could be a dangerous game Elise – are you sure you want to play?
If you do, then go to the ladies room and lock the door.
x x x x
A thrill rushed through Elise as she contemplated what could be about to happen. She had read about so-called ‘sexting’ in the gossip magazines but had never considered that she would be taking part in it. Another first - and she had absolutely no idea what she was going to be expected to do.
Knowing that in reality there was no way she wasn’t going to follow his instructions, she picked up her bag and coat, made sure everything was put away and then walked out towards the toilets in the foyer. Annabel had gone home so there was no one on Reception but she was fairly certain that the management were still upstairs so she needed to be quick and discreet.
Looking at the facilities available to her, she opted to use the Disabled Room instead of the Ladies; that way she could lock the door without worrying that anyone else would want to come in. Also it was set a little bit away from the main area and offered a tiny bit more privacy.
Once inside, she locked the door and retrieved her phone from her bag.
She typed in another reply.
I want to play.
I’m in the disabled room. There is no one outside.
Game on.
x x x
Whilst she was waiting for Vaughn to respond, she looked around the room and saw that there was a chair and footstool situated in the corner. Taking off her coat, she sat on the chair and put her legs up on the stool to make herself more comfortable. The lighting in the room was harsh and she had to admit that she felt a bit silly just sitting here, aroused and waiting for a text from someone who was a good hundred miles away. The situation was in some ways laughable but the thrill seeker in her that Vaughn seemed to have uncovered, needed to find out where this would go. He had unlocked this side to her and she needed to explore it, to allow herself to feel and experience and Jesus – just live!
Her phone chirped in her hand.
Game on indeed.
I need to call you. I’m just going somewhere more private.
x x x
Elise released the breath she didn’t realise that she had been holding and stared inanely at the phone. He was going to call – shit! They were going to talk; they were going to have phone sex, right here in the disabled toilet at work. She would never be able to look at this room in the same way again. Absently, she hoped that the cleaners had finished for the day.
Abruptly, her phone starting singing – ‘Tainted Love’ by Soft Cell – and she let it play a moment, the irony of Vaughn’s ringtone choice not lost on her. Their ‘love’ was tainted? Yes, she supposed in a way it was. It certainly wasn’t pure right now.
“Hello?” She heard the nerves in her voice as she answered.
“Christ, your voice is sexy on the phone. I just got even harder.” Vaughn’s deep voice rumbled in her ear and she closed her eyes to allow her to focus on it.
“Where are you?” she asked. Of all the questions to ask. Did that matter? They had a million and one things to talk about and she chose to ask that? She was seriously losing the plot.
“In the attic bedroom. It’s the guest room so it rarely gets used. It’s about the only place that’s kid-proof. I’m lying on the bed Elise and I’m stroking myself.” His voice deepened. “What are you doing?”
“I’m on a chair and I have my legs up on a stool. I’m just sitting here. What do