I start using my free hand to play with my clit, fingers working fast and furious over the slippery little bean.

"I can't hold on much longer baby," I say or, rather, I scream because I'm right on the edge now. My free hand travels all over my body, tearing at the flesh of my thighs and mauling my own tits in frustration as I frantically rub my clit, while I describe all of this to Mark in explicit detail until his voice interrupts me.

"I'm coming," he shouts. "I'm coming hard. I'm coming so fucking hard," and then he lets out this long, low moan. It's the noise he always makes at the point of orgasm, but it's so much louder and more intense than any I've heard for a long time. The sound of it flips a switch inside me, and I come hard, working my clit with a finger on either side of it and with Mark's big gold dick inside me. I slide my knees together, wincing as my thighs close and envelop my still-tender flesh. Using my deepest muscles, I push the dildo out. It lies on the bed linen, its smooth gold surface marbled with my pussy juices.

"That was amazing," I whisper breathily to Mark. His own voice sounds equally sleepy when he replies, and I know that he, too, is spent and feeling tender now that the critical moment has passed.

"I knew you'd get off on it," he says. "I'm rather proud of myself for fucking my wife from another country."

"So will you call me same time tomorrow?" I ask.

"I can't wait. Of course I will," he says. "Oh, and baby? That phone you're holding-it can take videos. Learn how to work it. We'll do the same thing again, but this time we'll be able to see each other."

We say good-bye and hang up. Immediately I experiment with the phone, looking for the video function. Isn't it marvelous what technology can do these days?

HIRE LOVE

Hannah is rich, powerful, and in control.