When she was done, she looked right at the camera and smiled, winking at me.
I saw her place our checkbook on the counter in front of the laptop, open it and then lean forward, close to the camera as she begin to write. A man's voice replied in a low voice, which echoed too much to understand. Turning away from the camera I heard tinny voices as she addressed someone in the laundry room. All I could see was her hips as she stepped back from the screen. I expected her to adjust the camera up so I could see her face, but she adjusted the camera lower, lower, then a just little bit higher. Finally I saw her shirt as she set her computer on the kitchen counter. Pictures, wall, floor, then kitchen floor tile all danced across my screen. The screen flickered wildly as she walked down the hallway with her laptop. "I'm going to put the laptop in the kitchen. interesting in mind," she answered, quickly glancing away from the camera. "But aren't you a little over dressed?" I asked, noting that she's usually half naked for cybering. Honey, I know this is a fantasy of yours and we haven't been able to play in a while so I want to do something for you." "I have a surprise for you," she replied quickly. "Can you hear me?" she asked in a hushed voice. She was the first girl I'd ever met who was as kinky as me, and we liked to act out on our perversions frequently. But when we were together, our sex was hot. I'd been working in another state for some time and between what we called "conjugal visits" every 6 to 8 weeks, our sex life had been reduced to phone and cyber sex. This was the beginning of a familiar scene. From the background I could tell she was sitting on our bed. Finally the picture settled on her face as she sat down. I'm signing on now too."Īs my chat window opened up I see my girlfriend, her face floating on and off the screen wildly. Seeing that the caller is my girlfriend I answer, "Hey, what's up?" GF: "I need you at your computer at 7pm xctly: GF: "Hey, where you going to be at 7 2nite?"