NOTE 2: Buy a gift for Rob! Don’t argue with me – you deserve it!
“ I don’t know, maybe I should have another drink before I let you get to know me intimately.” Heat was already pooling between her legs, thoughts of Rob walking in catching her made it seem even more daring and adventurous. “ Oh what the hell. Let’s go for it Mr. Prince.” She touched the tip to her clit. Her eyelids closed with the instant pleasure. “Oh wow!” She rubbed it against herself, enjoying the new sensation. “Mmm, you’re good.” She moved the toy in longer strokes, just touching the tip inside her. “Oh, wow. I’m sure Rob will have a proper demonstration for me later.” With that she pushed the tip a little further in, the vibration sending a ripple all the way up her body. Stephanie clicked the end to the next setting. "Mmmm." She rubbed it over and inside of herself, making quick short strokes, almost going deeper but not quite. She pressed it harder against her clit, an instant jolt of pleasure. She continued for a few seconds letting it build. Soon, she was lost in the pleasure, alternating over her clit and inside herself., the pressure building, she was getting close to orgasm. She had to have more.
Stephanie pushed the toy deeper, touching that spot that as of yet Rob seemed to be the only one to hit. She worked faster, deeper pressing against herself until she exploded in orgasm. She continued working Mr. Prince until the waves subsided, then ran the wet toy over herself, down over her back hole, remembering the play with the girls. That thought sparked a whole new wave of lust, and she turned the vibrator on high. The tingles that went through her as it vibrated over her ass, then plunging inside herself sent her over the edge to another orgasm. Twice more she brought herself to orgasm before her actions were interrupted by her cell phone ringing.
She quickly jumped up to answer. "Hello?" It was a London number, but not Rob.
"Ms. Colson? Stephanie Colson?" It was a deep male voice.
"Yes?" She couldn't imagine who it could be. "Who is this?"
"Ms. Colson, there's been an accident. Mr. Taylor has listed you as next of kin. He's in critical condition. "
She didn't hear anything else the man said. "What? Rob is hurt? Where? What happened?" Tears welled in her eyes. No, this couldn't be happening. "What room? Where do I need to go?"
"Calm down Ms. Colson. He's stable at the moment, but if you could get here soon."
"Yes of course just give me the address." She scribbled furiously, swiping at the tears.
She closed out the call, looking around feeling immense guilt that she'd been masturbating while he was in critical condition. "Oh baby I'm so sorry," It came out barely more than a whisper. Quickly she dressed, and slipped on a pair of sandals. Mr. Prince was roughly tossed back into the box, the lid set on top. She grabbed a light sweater on her way out.
Frantically Stephanie went to the front desk and asked the man what was the best way to get to the hospital from there. Smelling the alcohol on her he called a cab. It was only a few minutes before the cab arrived. Stephanie thrust the paper in front of him, as she could barely keep from bursting into tears.