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to do? He explained it in his letter. Since he can’t be here, Sean wants to be dirty with me from afar.
    Heart pounding, I type back, Sexting, right?
    Pretty much. I couldn’t be there, but I had to have you.
    Miss Black will have a coronary if she finds out about this. Pictures are discouraged and sexting is strictly forbidden. But it’s Sean... I start to ask him if he cleared it with Black, but erase the message. I want to be with him and if he didn’t, I’d rather not know. As it is, I wonder what Gabe will report since he isn’t going to see Sean walk in or out.
    I’m not sure what to do, or what to type. How do we even start something like this? I flat out tell him, I haven’t done this before…
    A few seconds pass and he writes back , It’s okay. I’ll tell you what to do and you do it. That’s all. It’s not hard, Avery… Stand in front of the mirror and take a picture of yourself. I want to see what you’re wearing.
    I walk to the mirror and click the picture. After I hit send, another message appears.
    Remove the dress and send another…
    My heart flutters. This is weird. There’s no one to talk to, no one to look at, but I do it anyway. This is what he wants. Besides, I’ve never done it before. Maybe it’s not going to be weird the whole time. Slipping the dress off my shoulders, I take another picture showcasing my cleavage and perky nipples, but it doesn’t feel sexy. I’m too nervous. I click send and glance around the room.
    There’s wine on the dresser. It’s the kind you like. Go have a glass and then lay down on the bed.
    Fine by me. I walk across the room in my heels and find the wine. Someone already removed the cork so the only thing I have to do is pour a glass and chug it. The wine warms me as it floods my stomach. That combined with a lack of dinner makes me calm down. I pour another glass and place it on the nightstand before climbing onto the bed.
    There’s another message:
    Are you ready?
    Yes.
    Will you do anything I want, no questions asked?
    My stomach twists as giddy excitement rises in my chest. Yes, if that’s what you want…
    Good. Tonight is about me seeing you. I’ll tell you what to do and when. I want you to follow my directions exactly and send pictures or video when I tell you.
    Will you send any to me?
    No. Tonight’s about your ecstasy, Avery. I want to see you writhing with pleasure and know that I was the man who did it to you…that my words were enough to make you come hard and long. The message makes my stomach flip. The spot between my legs is already pulsing softly, expectantly. The whole situation is unreal. I thought Sean left me. I thought we’d never see each other again, and here we are.
    I have a little buzz from the wine and intend to keep it that way, so I take another swig, downing half the glass. I’m nervous. I’m a sexting virgin and don’t want to do it wrong, but at the same time, this scares the life out of me. A lazy smile forms on my face as the wine takes effect.
    Sean tells me to do things, things that normally make me blush. Before I have time to think about it, my hand is down my panties and between my legs. Using my other hand, I send him a picture like he asked.
    A few seconds later, there’s another message, Damn, that’s hot. Rub your clit with your thumb and slip your finger into your pussy for me, baby .
    I’m not ready yet… Although I feel my body reacting to his words, I’m not quite there yet. I expect him to say something else when he responds, but he doesn’t redirect my hands.
    No hesitating, Avery. Do it. I take a breath, do as he says, and force my finger inside. What does it feel like?
    Hot…tight.
    Good. Rub your thumb over your clit, and push in deeper, as hard as you can.
    I do as he says and my fingers grow slick. He has me do it three times in a row, snapping a picture of my face and another of my hand disappearing into my panties. I don’t look at the pictures, because I’ll lose my nerve.