Technology Brings Couples Together

She was clearing through her emails when she noticed a new one pop up. It was from her boyfriend. They lived in different places, seeing each other as much as they could, but it never seemed like enough. Sexual energy always built up between their visits, with suggestive discussions, texting, and emails. Sometimes it was almost unbearable. The subject line in the email was, "read this before you go home." The note from her boyfriend was as follows: "I always miss you, Iove our suggestive teasing, but tonight let's take it to another level. I want to see you on Skype tonight. But there is one more thing. UPS tracking indicates that a package I sent you has arrived and is awaiting you at your house. Do not open it until we are online together. I know you have a hard time waiting, but it will be worth it. Log in at 9 pm tonight and you will be rewarded." Her mind ran wild. It was only 3 pm and she had to wait until she got home, let alone 9 pm. Was he kidding? This was going to kill her. The next two hours of work almost drove her nuts. She had to know what he sent. She could Anadolu Yakası Escort not wait. Traffic on the way home crawled, or maybe it was her skin that was crawling with anticipation. The two of them had a very adventurous sex life, and she knew whatever he had sent would surely be interesting. By 6:30 pm when she finally got home she could not wait. She parked quickly in the driveway and found the package UPS had left at the front door. She was not going to wait. A kitchen knife made quick work of the tape and packaging on the outside of the box as she tore into it to see what was inside. Packed in some wadded up newspaper to keep it protected was another box. The black silk-wrapped wood box had a note taped to the top of it. She unfolded it to read: "Naughty girl - I didn't think you would wait, so here is one more reminder to do so. I promise it will be worth the wait." She felt caught. How did he know her so well? Okay, she steeled herself. She would wait. Only 2 1/2 more hours. She tried to find things to keep herself Anadolu Yakası Escort Bayan busy. Housework, watching tv, checking email, even a bit of work. Nothing quelled her curiosity. Time crept on. She thought, "Two can play this game. I am going to look excessively hot for him when he sees me." She went into the bedroom and put on a black silk garter belt and tight silk boned corset that pushed her tits up into beautiful mounds. She slid some thigh high nylons onto her legs and attached the garters to them to hold them in place. She slid on a low rise pair of black silk boyshort panties over the garter belt. She wanted to be able to remove her panties for him without having to remove the rest of the underclothes. On top of this she slid into a French Maid's uniform she had bought to surprise him the next time he was going to visit, but she could no longer wait to show it to him. She knew that she would take it off for him at some point, showing him the corset and thigh highs. She sat on her bed and slipped her feet into Escort Anadolu Yakası her thigh high black patent leather fuck me boots which she slowly zipped up the back of her calf and thigh. Finally 9 pm arrived. She went into her office and logged into Skype. He was not on yet. How could he be late for this? Didn't he know he was killing her? At 9:01pm he logged on. Not too late, I guess. Before she could say anything, he breathlessly said, "My god, you look positively hot. My cock is rock hard at first sight of you!" Her attire had had the appropriate effect. "Can I open it now?" she asked after they had connected via video and audio chat. "Of course you may," he responded. Pulling quickly at the bow on the top that held the silk wrapping on the box, the wrapping fell away to expose a wooden box with a combination lock. "Just one more precaution in case you weren't going to wait for me," he said with a wink. He told her to enter "8080" as the combination to enter the box. Slowly opening the lid, she saw a cream silk bag with a lump in it. Untying the opening to the bag, she removed a pale pink, soft, pliable, skin like feeling rubber toy. Shaped almost like a reverse clam it was so skin like it was almost scary. The shape she knew would fit perfectly under her panties, covering her clit and slightly protruding between her already wettening vaginal lips. She looked up at the screen again. He was smiling.