Chapter 7: Of First Dates & Old Girlfriends Pt.2 of 2

That night just as it approached midnight she called him as she lay undressed in bed, deadbolt shut on the door, as she waited for him to pick up, wondering if he would or if he wanted time to himself.

“Hello Kate,” he answered his voice a gentle whisper in the dark.

“I know it’s late,” Kate began, her voice thick with emotion. “But I just needed to hear your voice.”

“How’d everything go?”

Cane’s question was loaded with a gentle concern that Kate felt all the way through the phone line. She took a deep breath, her heart racing as she lay there in the darkness of her room, the silence of the house a stark contrast to the tumult in her thoughts.

“Not as bad as I thought it would be”, my mom was able to give me your backstory”, Kate replied, her voice a mix of relief and sadness. “It’s weird hearing about your past like that, but it kind of makes sense now, knowing what you’ve been through.”

“It’s not something I’m proud of, Kate,” Cane said, his voice a low rumble in the quiet of the night. “But I’ve learned from it, grown up a lot since then. And I’d like to think that I’m a better person for it.”

Kate could hear the sincerity in his words, and it made her heart ache for him. She wanted to tell him that she didn’t care about his past, that she only cared about the man he was now, but she knew that wouldn’t be fair to him. “What happened between you and my mom, it’s in the past,” she said instead. “What’s important is that we’re here now, and we care about each other.”

There was a pause on the line, and Kate could almost see Cane’s expression as he absorbed her words. “Thank you,” he finally said. “That means more to me than you’ll ever know.”

“I needed to know how you were doing, if you’re up for a meet tomorrow?” she said with a tentative hope, her voice quivering slightly.

“Of course,” Cane responded without hesitation. “I’ll be there for you, Kate. You know that.”

“Until then I have an idea to pass the time she said, if you have the phone stamina and a dirty mind to keep up,” she said unexpectedly, she could almost hear his throat catching as her sultry voice travelled through the phone line, the anticipation was palpable. “I have to warn you I’m already two fingers deep and my dildos are looking kinda lonely”, she cooed.

Cane took a sharp intake of breath, his body responding to her words despite the gravity of their earlier conversation. “I’m listening,” he said, his voice a low rumble of desire.

“Good, describe what you want me to do, when I’m done I’ll get my turn with you, sound fair?” She said, she could almost swear he could hear him melting on the other side of the phone line, as she listened intently with a Cheshire smile on her face.

“Take the biggest one you have and lay on your back, spread your legs wide, let me hear you moan as you slide it in,” Cane instructed his voice thick with desire. Kate followed his instructions, her heart racing as she felt the cool plastic fill her.

“What else?” she said enticed by the power of her own voice and the effect it was having on him. She could hear the sound of rustling on the other end of the line, the unmistakable sound of Cane adjusting his own clothing, his breathing growing heavier.

“Imagine it’s me, Kate,” he murmured. “Imagine it’s my cock filling you up, pushing deeper with every stroke. Tell me how it feels.”

Kate’s breath caught in her throat as she did as he said, the illusion of Cane’s presence making her body quiver. “It’s ... it’s so big,” she whimpered, her voice strained with pleasure. “I can feel it stretching me, filling me up completely.”

“That’s it,” Cane encouraged, his voice dropping an octave. “Now, I want you to touch yourself, just like I showed you. Make yourself feel good for me.”

Kate’s hand drifted down her body, her fingers finding their way to her clit, which was already swollen with arousal. She began to rub it in slow, deliberate circles, her breath hitching as she lost herself in the sensation. The sound of Cane’s voice in her ear, the thought of his eyes watching her, his hands guiding her, it all mixed together in a heady cocktail of desire that made her body thrum with need.

“My turn,” Kate said, her voice a mix of mischief and arousal. “Lie down and get comfortable, Cane. You’re going to need it.”

Cane could almost feel Kate’s eyes on him as he followed her instructions, his heart pounding in his chest. The distance between them seemed to vanish as they both succumbed to the raw, unfiltered intimacy of their words.

“Now, tell me what you’re wearing,” Kate whispered, her voice a seductive purr that sent shivers down Cane’s spine.

“I’m in my boxers, Kate,” Cane replied, his voice a little strained as he lay back on his bed, his hand already moving to his erection.

“Take them off,” Kate ordered, her own breathing growing heavier. “I want to imagine you just like me, open and exposed.”

Cane complied, his hand hovering over the waistband of his boxers, feeling the heat of his arousal pressing against the fabric. He slid them down, his cock springing free, and he began to stroke himself as Kate’s words painted a vivid picture in his mind. “Okay, I’m ready,” he murmured, his voice thick with desire.

“Good,” Kate said, her voice low and sultry. “Now, tell me what you’re thinking about. What do you want to do to me?”

Cane closed his eyes, picturing Kate’s lush form, her plump breasts rising and falling with each breath she took. “I want to see you, taste you, touch every inch of you,” he confessed, his hand moving in a steady rhythm along his shaft.

What Kate didn’t know was that during the time they had spent together in the park Perry had been tasked with converting the cameras in her room into a live feed, which hadn’t been so hard, following the principle of CCTV but instead made available privately via a mobile app that could be accessed anywhere with the right password. It would also make it infinitely easier to save whole “sessions” they had planned on having with her without the need of compromising security.

As the widescreen TV in his room established the connection, he gained a perfect visual and audible access to Kate’s private sanctum. The anticipation was palpable as he watched Kate’s hand dip down her body, her eyes fluttering shut as she followed his earlier instructions. His heart raced, his own hand moving in tandem with hers, feeling the connection despite the distance separating them.

As he switched between multiple angles he awaited her new instructions, his cock already throbbing at the thought of Kate’s sweet voice in his ear, guiding him to new heights of pleasure. Meanwhile, Kate lay back on her bed, her eyes closed, her mind racing with images of Cane’s toned body and the way his muscles flexed when he moved.

“Now, Cane, tell me how you’d like to take me,” Kate breathed, her voice a siren’s call in the quiet of the night. “Where would you kiss me, touch me?”

Cane’s eyes snapped open, his gaze drawn to the screen as he watched Kate’s hand glide over her body. He imagined his own hands tracing the same path, feeling her softness, her heat. “I’d start with your neck,” he murmured, his thumb brushing over his own neck to mimic the sensation. “Kissing and nibbling until you’re panting for more.”

“And then?” Kate prompted her voice thick with desire. She could feel her orgasm building, her body responding to Cane’s words as if he were right there with her.

“I’d move down to your breasts,” Cane continued, his voice strained as he watched Kate’s hand cup her own flesh on the screen. “I’d suck on your nipples, making them hard and sensitive, just like I know you like it.”

Kate moved her hand to her breast, bringing a generous amount of it into her mouth as she sucked at the nipple with a soft groan, her eyes closed tightly as if she could actually feel Cane’s mouth on her. “Then what, Cane?” she asked breathlessly, her voice a sultry whisper that seemed to echo through the dark room.

“I’d kiss my way down your stomach,” Cane said, his eyes never leaving the screen as he watched Kate’s hand move to her own stomach, tracing the path he would take with his lips. “My tongue would tease around your belly button before I reached the apex of your thighs.”

Kate’s legs fell open wider, her hand sliding down to her wetness, her eyes still closed, lost in the fantasy of Cane’s touch. “And then?” she breathed, her voice a soft plea.

“I’d spread your legs, Kate,” Cane’s voice grew rougher, his own hand moving faster. “I’d kiss the insides of your thighs, feeling you quiver against my mouth.”

“Mmmmm”, was all she said, her body arching slightly as her hand found its target, sliding the dildo in and out of her pussy in a steady rhythm that mirrored Cane’s instructions. “Keep talking,” she urged him, her voice barely a whisper.

“I’d kiss you along your inner thighs, getting closer and closer to your sweet pussy,” Cane’s voice grew hoarser as he watched Kate’s hand move faster, her breathing more ragged. “And when I reached it, I’d lick you, slow and soft, just the way you want me to”.

“That’s good, now let me tell you what I want”, her tone switched to one of authority as she licked her lips, her hand still working the dildo with precision. “Imagine my mouth on your cock, taking you in deep, sucking hard until you can’t help but let out a groan. That’s what I want to do to you, Cane.”

Cane’s eyes widened, his hand tightening around his shaft as he watched Kate’s performance on the screen. He could almost feel the warmth of her mouth around him, the way her tongue would flick against the head of his cock. “Fuck,” he murmured, his hand moving faster as he lost himself in the fantasy.

“I want you to imagine my mouth wrapping around you,” Kate continued, her voice a sultry whisper. “I’d suck you deep, swirling my tongue around you, tasting every inch.”

Cane’s hand stroked furiously as he watched Kate’s hand on the screen, her hips rising to meet the rhythm of her own touch. The sight of her, lost in pleasure, was more arousing than he could have ever anticipated. “Kate,” he groaned his voice tight with need. “You’re so fucking hot.”

He switched to a closeup of her face, watching the way her eyes rolled back in ecstasy, her mouth forming a perfect ‘O’ as she moaned his name. “I want to feel you come, Kate,” Cane ground out, his own release drawing near. “Come for me, baby.”

“I’m ... I’m so close,” Kate gasped, her hand moving in a blur between her legs. She could feel the tension building, her body tightening like a coil ready to spring. “Oh, Cane, I’m going to ... I’m going to come!” her voice barely a whisper as she felt the first waves of pleasure crash over her.

On the other side of the screen, Cane watched in awe as Kate’s body convulsed with pleasure, her hand still moving on her clit, her eyes squeezed shut. He could feel her orgasm through the phone line, a tangible force that made his own climax all the more intense. “Kate,” he moaned, his voice strained as he came, his release spilling over his hand and stomach.

He zoomed out of the hidden camera view, capturing her entire body within the frame and the hot mess she’d become, especially between her legs, as he instructed “I want you to drench your hand in your own fluids and lick your hand clean”, he said watching Kate’s hand plunge into herself, her juices glistening in the moonlight.

With trembling fingers, Kate did as he said, bringing her hand up to her mouth and tasting herself with a soft moan, her eyes never leaving the screen where Cane’s image was displayed. The act was erotic and raw, a stark reminder of their carnality.