Missing You - Sex Stories

Missing You

... dammit! You're three minutes late! I don't know how much longer I can wait here!" she said aloud to no one. As if on cue, the telephone rang. Anna answered it on the first ring, switching the call to her hands-free headset. "Michael?" "Of course it's me - who else would be calling you at this time of night?" Trying to suppress a smile, she teased, "Well you never know, baby. You keep leaving me alone to go on these business trips. A girl can only go so long without feeling a man's cock thrusting into her cunt before she starts to seek out a substitute! I'm still a young woman - I have needs you know!" Michael's warm, rumbling laugh answered. Then he whispered, "Honey, the minute I get home I will take you into the bedroom and fuck you into a coma and make all this up to you, but in the meantime, we'll have to be content with this for a couple of more nights." Anna made sure to put a vocal pout into her words as she said, "You'd better, mister!" "I promise you. This hasn't been easy for me either - seeing your hot body on my laptop and not being able to touch you or even kiss you. It's been hell, sweetheart," Michael said. "Good. Maybe you'll stay home for awhile after this. You've been gone so much lately, I'm starting to think I'm a virgin again!" she remarked. "I'm trying, baby. You know I am. How many husbands call their wives for phone sex every night they're away from home?" Still teasing him with her pouting, little girl, voice, she answered, "I guess, But it's still ...

... hard." "You know I love you, Anna. And you know I hate being away from you." "I know, Michael." "Good. And you also know how desperately I miss you when we're apart." "I know. But you made me like this. I was a good girl before I met you." she said. "I don't know about that - you weren't very hard to turn, young lady!" "You made me into this sex starved nymphomaniac! It's your fault!" Anna said, playfully. "Well, you know badly I want to be inside of your tight, hot cunt instead of those toys of yours." Anna smiled to herself, knowing the fun was starting. "I know, babe." "Is that cunt wet for me?" he asked. "Yes, very wet." "Turn on your Skype and show me," he said. Anna turned on her side of the Skype program. "You aren't naked," he said, surprised, "You're usually naked by the time I call." "Usually, yes. Tonight, no. Tonight I wanted to do something a little different. I want to do a striptease for you." "A striptease?" he asked. "Umm-hmm. Are you ready?" "Hell yes!" he said, excitedly. Michael sat back and watched his hot wife turn on the small portable music player and begin her dance. The song on the music player was Lick by Joi and as the song began, Anna slowly started to grind in time to the beat. Michael sat there transfixed as he stared at the screen. Anna danced like she had been a stripper for years, She had all the moves down, rubbing her crotch and slipping the strap to her bra down teasingly. Michael watched in awe at the woman on the screen, scarcely believing ...