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The Journey Part Two Phone Sex!

The Journey

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The navigation system said that Gianna would be arriving at Kayla’s house in less than five minutes, which prompted Gianna to pick up her phone. “Text Kay Kay that I’ll be there in five minutes!” she exclaimed. While the second half of the trip didn’t have a climactic moment like the first half, Gianna still had that funny (but good) feeling in her stomach that at moments extended to her nether regions. If Kayla wasn’t receptive to her feelings, this trip to Las Vegas could go sideways quickly. How could they go back to being platonic with an unwanted advance? Yet if Gianna didn’t try, could she bear a sixteen-hour drive back to Oregon full of regret and lack of clarity? Butterflies all around.


She had to put that aside for now, as navigation said that there was one more turn to Kayla’s townhouse. She found a parking spot across from Kayla’s unit and turned the car off. She undid her seat belt and prepared to leave the car. But as she did, a wave of panic crept over her. All of those thoughts from the first half of the trip crashed into her at once. Gianna was trying to regain her composure, but her breathing started rapidly. “Calm yourself, calm yourself, calm yourself,” she whispered to herself. The self-affirmation didn’t work. She was on the verge of hyperventilation.

Now what?! Only one thing calmed her down on the trip down. No…I can’t. I’m in this foreign parking lot with God knows who being able to see God knows what. This wasn’t the highway, where you could just zoom past someone. She would be stationary and in a predicament should wandering eyes decide to hone in.

And yet, she really wanted to be composed upon seeing Kayla because if the weekend was going to go how she wanted, she needed to have an initial serene front. Floundering around like a teenage boy who just discovered what his dick can do in the dark was not a good look. I can finish this quickly, Gianna thought, and then I’ll be super relaxed for her. In an effort at discretion, she slid her hand down her jeans, not even unfastening or unzipping. She was stunned at just how hot and wet her pussy had become during the rapid breathing. She had shaved it for Kayla just in case, and it felt like a bowling alley lane.

As she jammed her hand up and down, she thought, “Wait…I can’t make a puddle in my jeans.” Now she was really in a predicament. She had already gotten herself over halfway to the promised land, but hadn’t completely thought through the ramifications. She stopped. Now what again?! She was pretty much at the point that unless Kayla jumped her bones immediately after seeing her, she was going to have the residual look of a trashy slut.

Turning to the left, Gianna spotted her savior. It was a sales office! Surely, they must have a bathroom. With as much composure as she could muster, she slipped out of her car and walked to the office. She opened the door and rapped a slight knock as she did so as not to startle anyone inside.

“Hello”, a young man at the front desk said, looking up from a mountain of paperwork.

“Hi,” Gianna said. “Do you have a restroom I can use?”

The man pointed left and said, “There you go.”

With as much wattage as she could put on a smile, she said, “Thank you” and headed to the bathroom.

The bathroom was a nondescript public one. Gianna headed to a stall, sat down, and took stock of the situation. She was already running late based on what she texted Kayla. It was still going to take a couple of minutes to finish, and a few more minutes to get recomposed.

Gianna grabbed her phone. “Text Kayla: ‘Sorry, babe…hit some traffic. Will be there soon!”

Kayla responded with a smiley face. Then she texted. “Gonna head to the sales office real quick. Have to sign a couple things. Hang out by my door if I’m not there.”

Gianna froze. Holy fuck, this can’t be the way that we first see each other this time!

It was time to reassess again. Gianna was a bit of a moaner at climax. She wasn’t worried about it when it was just her and the sales guy, as she could just call him a pervert if he commented on her audio. But now Kayla was coming, too?

Gianna wanted to exercise some decorum, but trying to pay no mind to her clitoris that had been throbbing for the better part of five minutes was not an option anymore. It needed attention…now! Gianna pulled down her jeans and lilac-colored bikini panties (she hoped Kayla approved) and sat down on the toilet. And then she went to work.

At about 90% completion, there was a knock at the sales office door.

“Hey Rich,” Kayla said as she entered.

“Here you go, Kayla,” the young man said, as she handed her some paperwork. Kayla bent over Rich’s desk and started to fill it out.

Gianna’s butterflies were completely out of control now. If she could hear Kayla’s conversation that clearly, the noises Gianna were about to make weren’t going to be muffled. She tried to slow down her rubbing to keep it at a nice buzzed feeling, but this dam was about to break with even limited pressure.

“Do you need any other signatures?” Kayla asked.

“No, I think we’re good,” Rich replied.

“Okay, good. Have a good day.”

Gianna felt the first wave of relief as she heard Kayla open the door to leave. It was time to finish. She started rubbing herself harder.

“Hey, how’s that new car running?” Rich asked.

Kayla turned around. “You know, funny story about that…”

Gianna froze again. She was about five strokes from explosion. Her headspace was so out of control that she couldn’t even comprehend what Kayla and Rich were saying, much less try to follow along to determine when they might be done.

Screw it, she said to herself. She was going to finish in the quietest way possible. Covering her mouth with her hand would have probably been best, but she needed (okay, wanted) both hands to do the deed. So instead, she ripped off a couple of squares of toilet paper and stuffed them in her mouth.

As the moment came upon her, she sounded like she was being strangled. “Mmmphhh. Mmmm, hmmmphhh. Mmmmmphhhh!” The voices outside the bathroom were still chatting amicably. With as much energy as she could muster to stay quiet but not ruin the moment, she let out a final muted moan: “MMMMPHHHHH!!!”

The conversation outside the door stopped.

Gianna was sweating, not only from her activity, but also if Kayla decided she needed to come in and check. She hoped Kayla didn’t feel compelled to enter. Kayla would likely recognize her voice, and the oddity of it all would come to fruition.

“Who’s in there?” Kayla asked Rich.

“No idea. Never seen her before.”

“Do you think we should go check on her?”

“Well, if either of us is going to do that, it’s going to be you and not me.”

Gianna, desperate to reinforce some normalcy to the potential intruder, flushed the toilet. Outside, Kayla paused, and decided better of going into the bathroom.

“I’d better get going. My friend was coming from Oregon. She’s probably standing outside the townhouse.”

“Take care,” Rich said. With that, Kayla left the sales office.

Gianna started counting to sixty. She needed to make sure Kayla had made some good progress back to her townhouse before coming out. At “60”, Gianna washed her hands and emerged from the bathroom. Rich peered quizzically at her, but then decided to hold his tongue.

“Have a good day,” Rich said, as Gianna left.

Gianna smiled and nodded at him. She thought, “I already have.”

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