Connection

I got a FaceTime call this morning, mid-morning, after I'd taken our daughter to school. I was working from home, a nice opportunity to be fully femme, took the call on my Mac. 

"Hey," I said, seeing Emily's smiling face.

"Hey, yourself," she said. She was in bed wearing a black chemise.

"Everything okay?" I asked.

"Yea, wonderful, just had a free minute so called to say hi and I love you."

"Free? Where's your boyfriend?" I asked, a hint of sarcasm in my voice. "Working out?"

"No, showering," she said, "so I only have a few minutes."

"Did you two...you know?"

"This morning? No, you perv. Last night, of course."

"I miss you."

"I know," she said. "You look pretty. Love the blouse."

"Thanks," I blushed. It was a long sleeve, light blue, chiffon blouse.

"Black skirt?"

"Yea," I laughed. "You know me well. Plans today?"

"I convinced him to do some shopping with me this afternoon; probably relax here this morning."

"Relax?"

"Something like that. Listen, he just turned the shower off, I gotta run. Love you, baby. Remember the heart."

"Love you, too," I said.

She set the phone down, I assumed on the night stand as I could see the white ceiling, her hand. I was about to hang up, but waited for her, waited. Waited. 

"You on the phone?" I heard his voice.

Shit, I said to myself.

"Just checking in at home," Emily said.

Did she know she didn't hang up? Should I hang up? Was I being a jerk?

"You don't have to," he said, "I'm taking care of you for the week."

"I know," Emily said. 

"It's okay, do what you need to do. I know we're sharing you."

"Thank you," she said. "You want to get dressed for breakfast?"

"Nope," he said, "we're having breakfast in the room."

"You ordered?" she asked.

"We'll take care of that after."

"After?"

"After I'm done with you."

"Done with me? Didn't get your fill last night?"

"Emily, I'll never get my fill of that mouth of yours wrapped around my cock, never till my dying day."

The connection cut off; I don't think he knew; I think she knew, think she wanted the tease, both a gift and a torment, because that's all I thought about all day.