Swelter in Place: Day 19

Sexual tensions in the neighborhood during quarantine lockdown - Amber trades sexy selfies with Drew!

Excerpt

Later, in the shower, while I'm soaping up, I find my thoughts drifting to Drew's little kink. I think about calling Emi for help taking a few photos, but opt for authentic selfie action. I dry my hands, set up the camera timer app on my phone to take a shot every 15 seconds, and carefully prop the phone against the edge of the wall on the tub rim, under the shower head so it won't get splashed. I push a razor against it to keep it in place.

Then I show off for the camera, and for Drew.

For the benefit of the camera, I start out standing with one foot on the shower mat, and one on the edge of the tub. It takes a fair bit of concentration to keep my balance and a steady rhythm.

I feel really raunchy.

I fantasize about Drew getting my pics a few minutes from now.

It's warm today, so I imagine him lounging around the apartment in just a tank top and boxers. Maybe he's playing a video game or scrolling something on his phone, and when it chimes at first he's a bit annoyed by the interruption. Then he taps on the notification and the first photo loads.

He flips quickly through the pictures, his breath getting ragged. He sees my request at the end of the series.

Then he goes back to the first one.

Maybe he's got it set so he can send photos on his phone right to his TV.

He clicks out of his game, and there I am on his big screen, dripping with soap suds.

He can zoom in so I'm life-size in blazing pixels.

I'm just teasing in the first shot, trailing the top of a shampoo bottle up along my thigh. . .