Professor Dearest
she says sweetly and I am taken aback by her cuteness.
“Hi, Red. What are you up to, cupcake? What has gotten you this elated?” I wonder.
“Nothing much, just enjoying shopping. I didn’t realize I loved it that much,” she says warmly into the phone.
“Well, if you do, then, I have to keep you out there more often, I love hearing your sound like you’ve been fucked nicely by me,” I say, trying to sext her through the phone.
“Thank you,” she utters.