This is another story that I admit is not as wild as some of my other posts but I wanted to relive it so I did my best to capture the essence of the experience because it is one of my fondest memories (holy run on sentence, Batman!).
In my late teens and early 20's I worked a lot of retail jobs. I was working in the mall at a store that no longer exists when I met Emma. Emma was from the midwest and had moved to my area when she was in high school. She was involved in theater in college and loved to sing. As a creative type myself, I always felt a kinship with her.
Emma was average height and skinny with long, straight brown hair and glasses. Her boobs were small, definitely A cups but she was fit and had a cute little butt. She never really wore revealing clothes but I remember one time she came to work after some kind of event and she was dressed up and wearing pantyhose. I remember thinking for the first time I understand the appeal of legs as a sexual object.
Emma spent her formative years singing in her church choir where she grew up. She came across like she was conservative even though she wasn't politically conservative at all. She probably just seemed conservative because of her church background. She definitely had big "church girl" energy and she never cursed.
We formed a little social group with our coworkers and we all stayed friends after we each inevitably left that job. Part of the reason we all stayed close for a while was because Emma would make it her job to pull us all together. She would organize group hangs and bake us the most incredible cookies you've ever tasted. I always crushed on Emma a little bit but she had a fiance she'd been with since high school who later became her husband. Between her fiance, her outwardly conservative presentation, and her being objectively out of my league, I never considered making any kind of actual moves on her.
Emma's fiance was a real type A kind of asshole. He was going to med school and had a real "do you know who my father is?!" kind of vibe. I only met him a few times. She didn't really bring him around when all of us would hang out.
A few years passed and despite her efforts our social circle drifted. We didn't stop being friends but our interactions were limited to commenting on each other's posts on social media. About a year earlier I had gone through a really rough break up with my ex, Natalie (who I mention in my friends with benefits story), and I was still having a tough time with it. I was scrolling through social media and I saw a post from Emma and it kind of dawned on me that I hadn't seen her post in a while and I had known her to post fairly often.
"Sometimes things don't turn out how you plan but something better might come along if you keep your heart open," Her post said.
I was feeling lonely and I always liked her so I decided to shoot her a text to ask her if she was alright. To my surprise, Emma wrote me back almost right away. She seemed really happy to hear from me and it felt good to reconnect. It turned out that she and her now husband were getting divorced. They had actually finalized everything that week which was why she posted what she posted. Apparently I was right about him being an asshole. My break up wrecked me but I couldn't imagine being married and breaking up. I told her if she ever wanted someone to talk to, I was happy to lend an ear.
I wasn't trying to push anything. Nothing had changed as far as me assuming she was well out of my league but Emma took me up on my offer and we started texting pretty regularly. Turns out things had been bad for a while with her husband. He had been emotionally abusive for a long time and she finally got the nerve to end it. She filed for divorce and by the time she and I were talking, her now ex-husband already had a new girlfriend. We texted so much that I started thinking there might be something between us but then, to my disappointment, Emma broke some news to me.
Emma had accepted a job that was across the country and she was going to be moving in a week. We never even got to hang out in person after reconnecting. I was bummed but I never really thought I had a shot. I wished her the best and told her that I hoped we could keep texting and stay in touch. On the day she was supposed to leave I got a message on snap from Emma.
"Hey! So this is going to be a multi-day drive so I figured I would vlog my trip to you! We're in the car now. Kara is driving and buster (Emma's cat) is in the middle in his carrier. Hope you are having a good day! I'll send another message when we stop to stretch our legs later. Bye!" She said in the short video clip from inside the U-Haul she had rented. Kara was her best friend who made the trip with her to help with the move.
She sent me snaps like that throughout her trip. I've never been one who uses snap a lot but I started sending her clips back in response. From then on our communication was almost exclusively on snap. When she arrived she sent me clips walking the grounds of her new apartment complex. She sent me clips of pies she baked in her new kitchen. Pretty much everyday would consist of her sending me a snap during her morning commute, I'd respond during my lunch, then after work we'd spend the evening sending short video clips back and forth. We went back and forth like that for a while. It was like having a penpal but over video because in each response we'd both be awkwardly trying to respond to everything the other person mentioned in their previous message.
I should also mention that for the preceding few months I had my friend Kyle staying with me after he had gone through a break up and moved out of his ex's apartment. I had been venting a lot to Emma about him being there for as long as he had been as I was missing living alone. One day when I was arriving at work in the morning I received a text from Kyle saying he had found a sublet and was going to be moving out. I was so pumped that I didn't even wait until lunch time to respond to Emma's morning snap. As soon as I got her message notification I ran to the bathroom (we had nice, single occupant bathrooms in my office).
"Hey Emma, glad you're doing well. Sorry Buster is stressed about his new surroundings. I'm sure he'll adjust. I normally wait 'til lunch to message you back but I'm so pumped because Kyle texted me and told me that he's going to be moving out in a week! Hope you're having a great day!" I said excitedly from the confines of my office bathroom.
Around 7pm that night I got a response from Emma on snap. "Hey! Yeah, Buster is just hiding under the bed a lot but he usually comes out after a while. He doesn't like hearing neighbors through the wall. That's great news about Kyle! Congratulations! So what do you plan to do now that you have the house to yourself!?" Emma asked in the video she sent from the front seat of her car before she drove home.
"Poor Buster. Maybe the vet can give him some anxiety meds to help with the transition? As far as what I'm going to do now, well I finally get to resume my nightly ritual of wandering around the house butt naked while I make dinner!" I joked in my response that I filmed while sitting on my couch.
About an hour later I got a message notification on snap.
"Buster will be fine, he was like this when Dan and I first moved to our house," Emma said, unconcerned from her couch in her apartment. "But walking around the house naked is the best! I do it every morning when I make my coffee. I don't know that I would be brave enough to cook dinner naked. I'd be too worried about splashing hot oil on myself!" She added.
I was surprised and immediately turned on at her casual admission though I wasn't convinced she was serious.
"I like to live dangerously! Just kidding, I don't actually cook dinner naked but I will indulge in the freedom to walk around naked once Kyle is out of the house. I'll just make sure the blinds are closed so my neighbors don't call the cops," I laughed.
"Well that's good to hear. I wouldn't want you getting burns on your… private areas. And that's kind of you to close the blinds. I don't even bother doing that. It's very possible someone has seen something but I'm not worried about it. I'm not ashamed," Emma replied in a video where she was in her kitchen loading the dishwasher. She would prop her phone up so she could multitask while sending video messages.
"Yeah burns down there would be no good. I suspect you may be messing with me. Don't you have a big sliding glass door that leads out to your balcony? Wouldn't everyone in the complex be able to see?!" I asked.
"I do have a sliding glass door and I walk by it every morning. I'm on the third floor but there are apartments right across the way that could see in if they happened to be looking at the right time. I honestly don't worry about it. I'm not going to let anyone dampen my spirit," Emma replied, this time from her bedroom as she was folding laundry.
I joked that I was jealous of her neighbors and that if I lived there I would invest in a good pair of binoculars. We moved on to other things but I couldn't get the thought of Emma wandering around her apartment naked out of my head. The juxtaposition of her seeming so conservative but then being so casual and matter-of-fact about being naked or even being seen by her neighbors was so surprising and sexy. She wasn't even really being flirty about it. She was just kind of like, that's the way it is.
We kept messaging over the next week. Emma was having a tough time. She was lonely and in a new place. Her world had been turned upside down so I think she really liked having someone to talk to. I was lonely too after going through a tough breakup so there was definitely a bit of codependency going on. Occasionally she would make a little comment about me enjoying my naked time once I was alone in the house again but I didn't think much of it.
"You think I'm joking but mark my words, once Kyle is moved out, the video messages you get from me will be much more liberated!" I teased in one of my snaps to Emma.
"I'll believe that when I see it," Emma teased back.
I helped Kyle move out on a Saturday. We were done around 6pm and I was home by around 7pm. I was all gross and sweaty so I wanted to get a shower but I had a waiting snap from Emma.
"Hey, just checking in to see how the move went. Buster and I are trying out his outdoor harness," Emma said as she turned her phone to show Buster exploring the courtyard of her apartment complex in a purple harness tied to a leash. I guess leashes for cats are a thing?
I decided to have a little fun. After I took all my clothes off but before I jumped in the shower, I decided to respond to Emma.
"Hey Emma! Buster looks like he is enjoying his harness! Is he getting more accustomed to his new surroundings? The move went well. I just got back home. Gonna get cleaned up and relax. Talk to you later!" I said. I was holding the camera at arms length so you could see me from my shoulders up and it was clear I wasn't wearing a shirt but I made a point of acting totally normal.
A few minutes later I got a response. Emma was still in the courtyard of her apartment complex and she was trying to be discreet. The camera was looking up at her as she went back and forth between looking out for her cat and looking down at her phone.
"Oh my god, I love it. You just sent me a shirtless, possibly naked, snap. That's TOO funny. You just made my day. Thank you!" Emma laughed, "Buster IS enjoying his harness. Hope YOU are enjoying having the house to yourself!"
"Oh trust me. I am! Unlike SOMEONE I know, I was telling the truth about wandering the house naked!" I teased, "Now if you'll excuse me. I'm going to go enjoy a bubble bath with the bathroom door open."
I wasn't really going to get in a bubble bath. I just thought she would think that was funny. I went and got in the shower. I got out about 20 minutes later and while I was drying myself off I got another snap from Emma. I was puzzled at first when I hit play on the message. All I could see was her empty apartment. My first thought was that Emma had accidentally hit record without realizing or something. The point of view was from what I assumed was Emma's kitchen counter looking across her living room. It was still daylight where she was and the sun was coming through the big sliding glass door at the far end of the room that led to her balcony. Then I saw a coffee mug come into frame from the left, very close to the camera.
"Cheers!" I heard Emma say as she walked into frame carrying her coffee mug with her back to camera.
She walked forward, away from her camera. The light from the windows washed out the view at first but then the camera rebalanced and I could see. Emma was completely naked. She sauntered up to the sliding glass door and took a sip of her coffee. Her long, straight brown hair hung down her back just below her shoulder blades. I watched her cute little naked butt as she shifted her weight from one foot to the other. Then she turned slightly and walked toward her bedroom door. Once she was out of frame, the clip ended.
I wasn't able to see her boobs or a full view of her face but I was so insanely turned on. My cock immediately stiffened and I stood there absentmindedly stroking myself as I watched the clip. I couldn't believe I was seeing what I was seeing. I decided to actually run myself a bubble bath so I could respond to her from there in the hopes of maybe keeping this going.
I poured a bunch of soap in the bath to get it super bubbly. I stepped in, laid back, and piled a bunch of bubbles around me for comedic effect.
"Well now I really am jealous of your neighbors! You are truly a woman of your word and I apologize for ever doubting you. I was already enjoying my bubble bath but that took it to a whole new level!" I said and then I flipped the camera to show my wiggling toes sticking out of the bubbles.
"I haven't had a bubble bath in SO long… Think I should take one too?" Emma replied in a new snap that showed her face from the shoulders up, clearly not wearing a top.
"I highly recommend it especially if you have something better than dish soap to make bubbles with!" I made a beard for myself out of bubbles and replied.
About five minutes later I got another snap. This time Emma was sitting in her bathtub. She was visible from just below her collar bone up and her hair was tied up in a bun. I could see bubbles at the bottom of the frame and the shower tile behind her.
"I'm a girl so I've got the good stuff. Who takes a bubble bath with dish soap?! You're going to get all dried out!" She said in her video.
"Well I'm a guy so dish soap was all I had! This is a first," I continued, "I've never shared a long distance bath with someone. It's a good thing I wore my bathing suit in the bath so I don't risk accidentally sharing something I shouldn't."
"What?! I thought you were enjoying your new found freedom to be naked?! Who wears a bathing suit in the bath?!" Emma replied.
"I always wear a bathing suit in the bath. That's just how I roll," I joked as I was definitely NOT wearing a bathing suit.
"Well that's disappointing. I thought we were both taking advantage of our empty spaces. I guess I'm all alone in my naked adventures," Emma replied in another quick video clip.
"Ok fine, I lost the suit. Happy? For all I know YOU could be wearing a bathing suit," I said in my response.
"I already proved I'm not. You're the one who could still be lying," Emma said in her reply.
I decided to take a risk. I changed from the selfie camera to the main camera on my phone and took a video starting with only my feet in frame then scanned down my legs and along my body until my dick was in view. There were some scattered bubbles remaining but not nearly enough to obscure my full erection. I then flipped the camera back to selfie mode. "Is that proof enough?" I said with a silly smirk.
My heart raced. Up until this point things had been pretty innocent. It felt like an eternity waiting for her to respond. My heart jumped in my chest when I got a new message notification. My hand was shaking when I opened the app.
"You are… DEFINITELY naked. I stand corrected!" Emma said laughing.
"You wanted proof. I'm nothing if not a man of my word," I teased in my response.
"I can't argue with you there! I wasn't quite expecting that," she said in her next video message.
"Sorry, was that a bridge too far?" I asked, genuinely concerned.
"Nope," Emma replied plainly, "I just never thought I'd be able to say I've seen [throway2016]'s penis!"
"Yeah well I never thought I'd be able to say I've seen Emma's butt," I said, "But don't get me wrong. I definitely didn't mind. I mean… I wouldn't be against seeing a little more…"
"You want to see me MORE? Like what?" She asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Whatever you are comfortable with. You COULD just tilt the camera down a bit." I suggested.
I was shaking with nervous energy. I stroked my cock while I waited for a response. A few moments later I received another message notification. I tapped the message to view and it started with a shot of Emma's face. Her eyes were looking up and away from the camera with a mischievous grin on her face. Then the camera panned down to show her wet, glistening boobs. They were small but lovely and her nipples were fully hard. Then the camera kept panning down to her stomach and lower body. There were bubbles clinging to her wet thighs but I could see her pussy below the water line. Then the camera panned back up past her boobs once more and to her face.
"Was that what you were looking for?" She asked before the clip ended.
"That was really fucking hot. Like… now I'm actually censoring myself for fear of offending you," I said, candidly.
"NOW you're censoring yourself? Well now you've got me curious…" She replied with a selfie video, "Don't be shy."
"Well… without being TOO graphic, let's just say I REALLY enjoyed that last snap," I said, cautiously choosing my words.
"Oh you did, huh?" Emma asked. "How much exactly?" She added and the video message ended with her biting her bottom lip in the sexiest way.
"Well, let's put it this way… I'm holding my phone with my free hand," I hinted not so subtly.
"Sooo… what exactly is your other hand up to?" Emma asked in her response video with a raised eyebrow.
"I'm happy to show you, if you want to see…" I offered in my reply.
Emma didn't say anything in her next video. She just looked at the camera with an expression that conveyed the message: Well…? I'm waiting.
A few hours ago this was a perfectly platonic friendship. I couldn't believe what we were doing. I had crushed on Emma for so long, it was like a dream.
I laid back against the back wall of the tub, pointed my phone's camera downward, and started filming myself stroking my hard cock. I started slowly, massaging from base to tip, then quickened the pace before slowing again and then running my thumb over the wet, swollen, pink head. I'm not going to lie, my dick is average. Nothing to be ashamed of but also nothing impressive. Still I was nervous to be sharing. The clip was about fifteen seconds long and my heart was racing as I hovered my finger over the send button. Then I summoned my courage and hit send.
"Please tell me if that was too far 😬" I texted along with my video.
I ran some more hot water to raise the temperature of the water in my bath while I waited. Then I sat back and waited anxiously. It felt like forever but finally a new message notification popped up.
Emma was filming herself with her phone in her left hand. She must've been holding her phone farther away this time because her naked breasts were completely visible. Emma massaged her right breast with her wet right hand while she stared directly into the camera lens. Then she bit her bottom lip, closed her eyes, and slid her hand down her body and out of frame. Emma took a deep gasp, opened her eyes, looked into the camera and said, "Show me more."
"Jesus, Emma. You're so fucking hot. I wish you were here right now," I said into the camera before I panned down again to show my hand stroking my cock some more.
"You wish I was there? What would you do if I was there right now?" Emma asked in the video she sent back. I could hear the water sloshing as she was clearly playing with herself.
"I'd kiss you all down your neck and chest. I'd tease your nipples with my tongue. I'd lick your pussy and tease your clit with my tongue to get you wet and when you were ready, I'd slide my dick in your pussy," I said before turning camera toward my hand stroking my cock again, "Would you like that?"
"That sounds REALLY good right now. Can I be honest with you? I really like watching you touch yourself. You've got me really turned on," Emma said into the camera before she panned down to show her hand between her legs. I could see she was rubbing her clit below the water.
"I'm really turned on right now too. I've always thought you were fucking gorgeous. I've fantasized about you so many times," I admitted before I turned the camera back to my cock again as I continued stroking myself.
"Oh yeah? What did you fantasize about me?" Emma asked in another short video with the sound of lightly splashing water in the background.
"You came to work one time wearing a gray skirt and all I could think was how I wanted to take you in the back office, bend you over a desk, hike up your skirt and fuck you from behind. Then, right when I was ready to finish, you'd turn around and get on your knees and give me head until I came," I told her in my response.
"Mmmm I wish you would have. I would have loved that. You have a beautiful dick. I bet it would have felt amazing inside me and I would have loved to have sucked it," Emma said directly into the camera with determined eyes as she continued playing with herself.
"Fuck, Emma. If you keep talking like that, you're going to make me cum," I warned her.
"Good. I want to see it. I want to see you cum," Emma said, firmly.
"I want to see you cum too…" I replied.
"You first," Emma responded, leaving no room for debate in the shortest snap of this entire thing.
"Send one more snap talking dirty and I will," I sent back.
"I want you to cum for me. I want you to stroke that big dick and imagine I was there sucking it. Imagine being inside me as I ride you. I want to see you cum," Emma said as she filmed herself writhing.
I was more than ready to cum. I turned the camera downward as I aggressively stroked my cock. I could barely hold the camera straight. I'd been edging for the better part of an hour now. I could feel the wave come over my body as I came. I kept recording as rope after rope of cum spurted out from my cock. When I was done, I was trembling.
"Fuuuuuuuck," I said as I turned the camera back towards my face. I laid my exhausted head back against the shower wall and said, "You are so fucking hot. I want to see you cum."
I sat there recovering for a moment. I could not believe what just happened. It was like a fever dream. Then my phone buzzed with a new snap message. I opened it.
The camera was pointed down toward her pussy. The phone was near her face so I could hear her heavy breathing mixed with the splashing water. I could hear Emma making these high pitched, broken, aching moans as she got close. The water sloshed around as Emma's hips jutted up and down.
"Ohhhh God! Oh God, I'm cumming! I'm CUMMING!" Emma let out a high pitch, whispered shout as she fervently rubbed her clit. Her whole body quaked and spasmed as she made herself cum. Then the screen went dark as she laid the phone on the edge of the tub with the camera facing down as she recovered for a moment.
I could hear the water moving and Emma's breathing. Then she picked the phone back up and turned it toward her face. Her hand was over her mouth and she had an embarrassed look on her face.
"Did that just actually happen?" She asked as she came to her senses.
"Yes it did," I replied, "Are you ok?"
"Oh I'm fine. Are YOU ok?" She asked.
"I'm better than ok!" I laughed, "That was incredible. I wasn't planning on that happening but as long as you are ok, I'm good."
"Yeah I didn't expect that either!" Emma said as she laid her head back against the wall behind her in exhaustion, "I've never done ANYTHING like that. I don't know what got into me!"
"I'm sorry! It's my fault. It's this damn animal magnetism of mine. You couldn't resist!" I teased, hoping to make her laugh and set her at ease, "Also, I hope you aren't freezing cold. I've been periodically adding hot water to the tub to keep it warm."
"You're right. I never stood a chance!" Emma laughed, "And no, I'm not freezing. I was doing the same thing. Soooo… is this going to be super weird now? Are we never going to talk again?"
"I hope that's not the case. I like talking to you too much. I'd be lying if I said I didn't wish something like this would have happened before you moved but it is what it is. I'm totally ok if you want this to be a one time thing too. I know you have a lot going on right now. We both probably needed a little release. I still don't believe what just happened. You could probably convince me tomorrow it was all just a dream," I said in my reply.
"You're really sweet. And no, it wasn't a dream. I just don't want things to be weird between us and I don't want to suddenly stop hearing from you. So just promise me that won't happen," Emma said in her next snap.
"I promise. As a matter of fact I plan to keep messaging you for the rest of the night! You get to hear the play by play as I go make myself macaroni and cheese and watch the Office," I said, nonchalantly, "But first I gotta get out of this tub. I'm all pruny!"
"I'd love that. I ALSO need to get dressed and make dinner. And for the record, I would have liked it if this had happened before I moved too. Maybe you can come visit me sometime," Emma replied one last time before she got out of the tub.
We ended up sending snaps back and forth for the rest of the night like nothing happened. We kept sending messages while we both ate dinner and watched TV. It was very cozy.
Emma and I had a few more nights like that and then about six months later I flew out to stay with Emma for a long weekend but that is a story for another time.