Sure that's what you meant... I'm just lying around doing nothing. I'd be reading but I'm feeling a little... tipsy. You have a wonderful stash of alcohol, you know. I made myself a Sidecar. I've been wanting to try one since that episode of Doctor Who a couple weeks ago... they're yuuuuummmmyy.
And just so you know, I'm wearing nothing. Absolutely nothing. At all. *she says teasingly*
*giggles, extremely pleased with herself* Yes, yes, yes I am. It's all very delicious. *takes a sip loud enough so he can hear* This brandy is fantastic... wherever did you get it? *still sounding teasing*
Oh yes, love, completely starkers. Not a shred of fabric on my as I lie here, sprawled carelessly on the couch, drinking this lovely drink and thinking of nothing but you and having your children...
Doesn't matter where I got it, you little... little... tart! You're supposed to get drunk with me, now... not by yourself. Blimey, women anyway...
You're a little tease, and you're definitely gettin' that spankin', trust me on this, love. You're gettin' spanked. .... wait, did you say... havin' my children?
*laughs, then says, sounding just a bit pouty* Well you went off to go have fun and get drunk without me, so why shouldn't I get drunk without you? Seems only fair to me, you know.
*mostly ignoring the first bit because she knows it'll happen, then saying, long and lazily* Mmmmmmmmmmhhhmmmmmmm... I did indeed. What say you to that?
It's Davey's li'l party before he gets married! So that's not my fault, love.... oh, by the by, if I'm too drunk to drive, you may have to come get me. Or something. I haven't figured that out just yet....
Hmmmm... I say that you want me to fuck you hard and long tonight, and then come inside you again and again until you're filled, and pregnant, and I'm out of sperm ammo....
Hmmm.... well, seeing as how I'm pretty far gone myself, I'm not sure how that will work... though I might take a cab out there and back so we can canoodle on the way home...
*swallows loudly over the phone* OH god, John, you're lucky I just put my drink down on the coffee table or our flat would be stinking of brandy for next few days...
You like it when I talk about gettin' you pregnant, don'tcha? You'd like that, eh? Me fuckin' you hard on the bed after I just finished spankin' your arse red. And then I come in ya, so much that some leaks out... and then after a few minutes, I'm hard again, and fuckin' you again, this time up against the wall. Then I fuck you over a chair, and then against the liquor cabniet, and then on the rug beside the fireplace... each time I come into you, filling you up... more and more, and there would be a better chance you'd be pregnant, every time....
*her eyes wide, her breathing speeding up along with her heart rate, her heart pounding, racing, in her chest, her voice coming out a whisper on the other end* Yes... oh god, yes, John... love...
Oh fuckin' hell... I just made myself hard. Now I really want you to get your arse over 'ere... maybe we could find a hotel, and maybe Billie and David could too... oh, fuck, Liz... I'm uncomfortable now, thinkin' 'bout filling you with my come. *shifts a bit*
*chuckles a little* And you've set me pulsing hard, love... I want you here so bad right now... but Billie and David... he's not supposed to see her the night before, 's bad luck, you know... Oh god, John... I miss you.
I think that David and I should go 'ome... *says to David* Oi, Davey... let's catch a cab, aye? Or are you stayin' 'ere? Oi, I wanna go 'ome to my Lizzie.
I finished off me drink, love... I wanna come 'ome.... *sounds a little whiney*
Okay, yeah... I'm coming 'ome, love. I think David's ready to leave too anyway... I had a lovely chat with him... and we'll always have time for another one some day.
Heeello? *she anwsers stretching out the beginning of the word*
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Sure that's what you meant... I'm just lying around doing nothing. I'd be reading but I'm feeling a little... tipsy. You have a wonderful stash of alcohol, you know. I made myself a Sidecar. I've been wanting to try one since that episode of Doctor Who a couple weeks ago... they're yuuuuummmmyy.
And just so you know, I'm wearing nothing. Absolutely nothing. At all. *she says teasingly*
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*pauses for a moment* You're wearin' nothing at all? Nothing? You're bloody naked? You little tart!
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Oh yes, love, completely starkers. Not a shred of fabric on my as I lie here, sprawled carelessly on the couch, drinking this lovely drink and thinking of nothing but you and having your children...
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You're a little tease, and you're definitely gettin' that spankin', trust me on this, love. You're gettin' spanked. .... wait, did you say... havin' my children?
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*mostly ignoring the first bit because she knows it'll happen, then saying, long and lazily* Mmmmmmmmmmhhhmmmmmmm... I did indeed. What say you to that?
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Hmmmm... I say that you want me to fuck you hard and long tonight, and then come inside you again and again until you're filled, and pregnant, and I'm out of sperm ammo....
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*swallows loudly over the phone* OH god, John, you're lucky I just put my drink down on the coffee table or our flat would be stinking of brandy for next few days...
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You like it when I talk about gettin' you pregnant, don'tcha? You'd like that, eh? Me fuckin' you hard on the bed after I just finished spankin' your arse red. And then I come in ya, so much that some leaks out... and then after a few minutes, I'm hard again, and fuckin' you again, this time up against the wall. Then I fuck you over a chair, and then against the liquor cabniet, and then on the rug beside the fireplace... each time I come into you, filling you up... more and more, and there would be a better chance you'd be pregnant, every time....
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I finished off me drink, love... I wanna come 'ome.... *sounds a little whiney*
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