My heart was still racing as I hung up the phone, his voice still in my head. I stretched out on my bed with a silly grin on my face. I know its something that will probably never happen, and maybe that’s what makes it all the more exciting. I began to play back our conversation in my head; nothing really sexual ever came up but his voice made my body tingle.

I let my hands begin to wander, first teasing my nipples through my thin cotton t-shirt, making them hard, then moving down my flat tummy. As his laugh echoed in my mind I let my fingers find the bottom hem of my shirt, pulled it up slowly, imagining it was his. I felt a moan escape my lips and slipped my hand into my panties finding my wet lips covered in thick red pubic hair. I couldn’t believe how wet I was, just from the power of his voice, oh and that accent.

God that man is sexy. I closed my eyes and pictured him lying between my legs with a grin on his face, knowing that he was about to please me. I ran my finger over my swollen clit and felt my body quiver, my other fingers rubbing my thick pubic hair. I began to make light circles around my clit, making sure to tease my opening with my middle finger. I moaned again, hearing his smooth voice in my head telling me he wanted to hear me cum. I quickened the pace with my fingers, changing between rubbing my clit and slipping my middle finger into my pussy and squeezing against it.