lapping at them, nibbling them, until you want to scream. Pull the nipples out, baby, and pinch them. Doesn't that feel good?'
Jesus Jenny, he was starting to excite her with his words! 'Ummm,' she murmured. 'I'd rather it were you, Ryan,' she told him.
'I want you to lie down on the bed now,' he said. 'You know what I'm doing? I'm unzipping my pants and pulling my cock out. I'm already getting hard just thinking about those delicious tits of yours. Press them together, Ashley, and think about my cock sliding back and forth between them.'
Ashley lay back on her bed and contemplated his words. She was surprised to find herself getting hot. 'Your big boy likes playing with the girls, doesn't he?' she purred at her husband. 'Ohh, he's getting so hard, and he's being very naughty. He's kissing my nipples.' She had never had phone sex before, and she decided it was fun.
'I want you to slowly let your hands move down your body, Ash,' he said softly. 'I want you to close your eyes and think they're my hands. I love touching you, baby. You have such incredibly soft skin, and it always smells so damned good. I'm touching you, and my mouth is following my hands. I'm kissing your belly, and now I'm sliding between your thighs and kissing them.'
'Ohh, yes!' Ashley said. This was exciting, and it was fun.
'I want you to play with yourself, baby. I want you to find your clit and play with it the way I do. Pretend my tongue is doing you. Are you getting wet?'
'Yes!' she told him. She was indeed getting wet.
'I've got my cock in my hand now. I'm thinking about your lips closing over it and sucking me. Yeah! Yeah! That's good, baby. Do you want to come? I'm close, but I'd much rather be at home pushing myself deep inside of you. Think about it, Ashley. I'm hard, and I'm moving faster, and faster, and faster. You want it so badly you're aching to come. When I get home tomorrow night I'm going to fuck you that way.' He could hear her breathing, excited and quick. 'Tell me you want me to fuck you, Ash!'
'Oh, God, yes!' Her fingers worked her clit hard, and then she sobbed, 'Oh, I'm coming, Ryan! I'm coming!'
'Me too.' He groaned. 'But it's just not enough. I need the real thing!'
'I know.' She gasped. And then as her heart slowed a bit, she said, 'Maybe we could figure a way for you to work from home? At least until we're a little less hot for sex with each other.'
He laughed weakly. 'It's definitely a thought, baby.'
'I thought you had clients in from Europe? Didn't you take them to dinner?'
'Drinks. They had theater tickets,' he said. 'So here I am all alone in the apartment, thinking about my hot wife.'
'You think I'm hot?' She was surprised.
'I think you're very hot,' he replied. 'Don't tell me no one ever said you were hot, Ashley?' He was surprised.
'Nope. I've been called beautiful, pretty, smart, clever, sexy. But never hot,' she told him. 'I'm glad you think I'm hot. I like being hot for you.'
'Ashley?'
'Yes, Ryan.' '
'I do think this might work for real,' he said low. 'And it isn't just the sex.'
'We haven't known each other that long, Ryan,' she told him. But she was smiling. 'I don't want you to be disappointed. I don't want to be disappointed.'
'But we're married, baby,' he said.
'A marriage of convenience,' she reminded him.
'But it doesn't have to be,' he said again.
'No, it doesn't,' Ashley responded. 'But let's give it a little more time, okay?' Oh, this felt so right, she thought. And he felt it too. Or was it just relief at having preserved their assets, and the easy sex? Guys didn't always think straight when their dicks were involved. 'I liked the phone sex,' she said softly.
'I liked it too, but I think the real thing is better,' he answered her.
'Much, much better,' she agreed. 'You have the most talented cock. All eleven inches of it.' Then she giggled. 'I can't believe you measured it. Or are you just joking?'
'Got a soft tape measure?' he asked.
'In my sewing box,' she said.
'Get it out and we'll measure it tomorrow night, baby,' he said.
'Ryan!' she squealed.
'No, no! You've impugned my dick. I need my honor restored, and the only way we can do that is for you to measure it. And after you have then I'm going to stick it as deep inside you as I can and fuck the ears off of you, Ashley Mulcahy. So just think about that before you go to sleep tonight. That is, if you can sleep. Thinking about you all naked and sweet-smelling right now, I don't think I can sleep.'
'I'm going to sleep like a baby,' she teased him. 'Good night, darling.'
'Good night, baby,' he responded, and the line went quiet. She had called him
Ashley stuck the phone back in its charger. Getting up, she went into her dressing room and took a sleep shirt from a hanger, putting it on. Suddenly she didn't feel like the Channel. She didn't need it. Instead of going down the hall to her old bedroom she climbed into their big bed, and actually did fall asleep clutching the pillow Ryan used, smelling the faint scent of his aftershave. She didn't need the fantasy of rough sex tonight. She had a sexy husband to keep her happy.
The following day seemed to drag. To her amusement Jerry's teddy arrived FedEx overnight express. It was a size sixteen, and the right color. But she had caught up with all her paperwork, and the shop was busy all morning and then slow all afternoon. But people kept stopping and looking in the windows, the men thoughtful, the women giggling and poking one another.
'We ought to start thinking about the Halloween windows,' Nina said.
'We'll do a variation on the usual,' Ashley told her. 'I found some really fabulous carnival masks, the kind you might see in New Orleans or Rio or in Cannes. I want you to look through all the new stock and pick out the sexiest black outfits we've got. The naughtier the better. I'll be watching the farm stands for the perfect pumpkins. I'm going into town next week for a few days. The contractor says the new shops are ready. Do you mind holding down the fort while I'm gone?'
'What about staffing for the new places?' Nina wondered.
'I'll be doing that. Any suggestions?'
'I've got a friend in the city who was just retired from the garment biz. She'd been with this company for thirty years, but the boss, an old fart himself, got talked into hiring a younger woman by his son. It's a mistake, but Suzette is really too young to retire. She's only mid-fifties. She would make a great manager for the city store,' Nina said. 'If you're interested I'll call her, and you can meet next week.'
'Yes, please call her,' Ashley said. 'She sounds ideal, if she would be interested. Tell her I'll pay health insurance and contribute to a retirement savings for her, as well as her salary. She and I can negotiate that.'
Nina nodded.
'Ryan's coming home tonight, so I'll leave you to close the shop,' Ashley said.
'Sounds like you'll be glad to see him.' Nina chuckled.
'Yeah, I will. Say, how did Cesar Romero go?' she asked the older woman.
'Didn't live up to his promise, I'm afraid,' Nina said dryly as she waved her boss off with a grin. 'It was like I knew him, but I didn't know him. It got uncomfortable.'
'Be more daring,' Ashley suggested, waving back. She was surprised to find Ryan home when she got there. Entering the house, she smelled roast beef cooking. Running upstairs to their bedroom suite she found him just coming out of his shower. 'You came early!' she said happily.
