“So, what you doing tonight?” he asked over the voice only connection. His flightmate was down below, making sure everything was secured. So he had a few minutes to make a quick call.
“No plans. Currently all hot and wet.” she purred.
*CHOKES* “What???” Did he hear her right?
“Do you just want the honest response, or are we playing the rude one?” she giggled
“Oh the rude one, please, but it will need to be quick,” He heard the swish of water. Hot and wet obviously meant she was in the bath, but everything seemed to turn into an innuendo when they chatted.
“Well, now I am gliding my hands over my heavy full breasts, paying special attention to my nipples…” she took a deep breath… his was held as he tried to concentrate on pre-flight checks while wicked images flashed through his mind.
“… and now sliding my hand down my front… all the way down to the apex of my thighs…”
He really should be able to do these checks with his eyes closed, but currently an extra joystick was becoming an issue. She had teased him once that men only had enough blood in their body to make one of their “brains” work at a time, and he was beginning to see what she meant. He really should lock the lift in case…
“…Oooooohhhh… so wet…”
SHIT, what was he about to do? He groaned at her soft moans. Who cares whether she was acting or legitimately doing what it sounded like… that is exactly what it sounded like. He was suddenly regretful that he wasn’t there with her.
“Virgil? Are you still there?”
“Yeah,” he half squeaked out. “Do you realise how unfair that is.”
“Really?” she teased, she knew fine well. “Well you’ll just have to punish me next time we meet.” He could hear the lustful smirk in her voice.
Then he heard a stifled giggle behind him.
“Absolutelygottagetbacktoworkcallyoulater.” He rushed out and cut the link before she answered.
Gordon sat down in the seat next to him, grinning like the proverbial cat that got the cream.
Virgil could feel the flush of embarrassment radiating from himself. He cleared his throat.
“No need to explain…” Gordon held his hand up to stop him.
“How much did you hear.”
“Oh every single detail, brother dearest, possibly more that even you could concentrate on. You will owe me BIG time to keep this quiet.”
John’s hologram blinked up on the dashboard.
“You were not the only one who didn’t need to hear it. I’ll arrange a more secure channel for you for the future.”
Virgil was sure Gordon gave himself a hernia from laughing all the way home.
2/11/17
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