[Private Chat: 11:47 PM]
Stranger_01: Couldn’t sleep. You?
Stranger_02: Same. Looking for… distractions.
Stranger_01: Interesting. The good kind of distractions?
Stranger_02: The very best kind.
Stranger_01: Tell me more.
Stranger_02: Mmm… I could, but where’s the fun in that? Maybe I’ll make you guess what I’m thinking about right now.
Stranger_01: A challenge? Alright. You’re stretched out on your bed, the glow from your screen the only light in the room. Maybe you’re biting your lip, wondering if I’m the kind of stranger you can let your guard down with tonight.
Stranger_02: You’re good. But tell me… if I do let my guard down, what happens next?
Stranger_01: I’d tell you exactly what I want to do to you. Slowly. In detail.
Stranger_02: Mmm, I like the sound of that. Go on…
Stranger_01: First, I’d want to know what you’re wearing. Or if you’re wearing anything at all.
Stranger_02: Just an oversized t-shirt. No shorts. No bra.
Stranger_01: Perfect. I imagine you shifting slightly, the fabric brushing against your skin. Maybe your fingers are already teasing the hem, wondering if I’ll ask you to slide it higher.
Stranger_02: Maybe I don’t need to be asked.
Stranger_01: God, that’s hot. Are you touching yourself yet?
Stranger_02: Not yet. But I’m tempted.
Stranger_01: Then let me tempt you more…
