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It was 3am when the phone shook me from a deep dream. I sat up and brushed the sleep from my eyes before I picked up the receiver. “Hello…” I know I must have sounded totally dead to the world, which until a second ago I was.
“Hey babe! I’m sorry did I wake you? I was hoping the machine would pick up.”
As soon as I heard those first words I was totally awake. It was Jake. He had left the night before on a business trip to England. I hated whenever he had to go out of town; this king size bed was not the same without his warm body to press up against.
“Jakey!” I couldn’t contain my enthusiasm, which made him laugh. I could just picture him holding the receiver to the side with a grin on his handsome face. “How was the flight? Did you get in ok? Is your hotel nice? Don’t you just love London? I love you, I miss you, you miss me?” I bombarded him with a hundred questions, to which he just continued to laugh.
“Baby, baby hey slow down.” There was a chuckle in his voice. “Everything is great, London is beautiful, hotel is fabulous, but I miss you terribly and I really wish you were here. Then maybe I could take advantage of the hot tub in my room.”
“You have a hot tub? Those are so hot, I’ve done it in one.” I was hoping to get a little rise out of him. It was so much fun getting him worked up.
“Really? You never told me that.”
“Yeah it was a long time ago, way before I met you, but it was very hot. I’m getting hard just thinking about it.” I lied. I wasn’t hard yet. Although just laying in bed with the sound of his voice was enough to get me rock hard anytime.
“Mmmm are you getting hard thinking about that time in the hot tub or me?” His voice was low almost like a whisper.
“I’m thinking about you and all the things I would do to you in that hot tub,” I whispered into the phone. “Where are you? Are you in the room?”
“Well no, I’m actually in the limo on my way to a meeting, but I am wearing that navy blue suit you like.” The thought of him in his suit did the trick. I was solid, and he knew it too. I lay back on the bed and pulled the covers off me. I pulled my cock through the opening in my boxers, letting it get stiff. I moaned into the receiver to let him know how excited he was getting me.
“Jake, you know how hot I get when I think about you in that suit,” I said. I took my forefinger and ran it up and down the length of my hard shaft. I traced my cock all the way to the tip of the head; already some pre cum was oozing from my slit.
“Oh I know babe, my cock is pressing up against my trousers just thinking about you in bed, stroking that juicy piece of meat.” His voice was deep, sending a shiver up my spine that made my head ooze more and more.
“Are you stroking for me, babe?” I moaned in reply. My hand was fully wrapped around the thickness of my shaft and slowly I started stroking.
“I bet you’re pre cumin like crazy, aren’t