"Oh, how big did you say he was again? 7 inches?"
"No not 7."
"6?"
The shake of the head indicates that is still not right. "No - bigger"
"9?"
The memory of that lovely long thick cock flitted across her mind and gave it away.
"Nooo. Really? Now you're talking. How old is he?"
"Thirty"
"And how many times have you seen him now?"
"8". Again the memories of those times seemed to set off mini sparks in her and even get her a little bit wet. Unconciously she began to slide her hands over her body wishing it was him.
"Look at you! You are so into him aren't you?"
She realises what she has been doing and blushes. "Oops. Yeah I so am. It's amazing. I can't stop thinking about it... Er him! We constantly text each other all the time."
"Show me!"
"No way! Far to dirty for you", she says through a grin.
"Are you not willing to share?"
"No! Wait.. You mean him or the texts? Definitely not sharing him... Well... Not yet." She looks at her friend with a devilishly cheeky smile on her face. They'd shared men before but this one she wanted to keep to herself for a while.
"So come on then - tell me all about it. It's 6 o'clock now - that gives me 3 hours till 9 when I have to go - enough time for you to tell me everything. And don't leave a thing out!"
"Ok." She knew she would have to tell her sometime, this had for some reason been the one guy she had wanted to keep to herself for a while. Not that she didn't want her to know, just that she had always had a way of muscling in on her fun before. She knew her charms and how to use them. She took a deep breath.
"It all began like this..."
