“Ohhhh Tara,” she murmured. “Don’t stop. I’m gonna come again.” My face-my whole body-felt like it was on fire listening to her. I could hear her vibrator still, the sound of her voice, her breath, all moving toward climax. Come again?

More than once? I reached down and pressed my hand between my legs, everything there still throbbing with my orgasm. My clit felt too sensitive to touch. Still, it felt good, rubbing my hand over my mound. Maybe-?

“Ohhh fuck!” she moaned. “Oh, honey, I’m coming again for you!”

“Yes,” I whispered into the phone, closing my eyes and imagining her hips thrusting into the air, her hand working the vibrator between her legs, her hand cupping and kneading her breast.

We were quiet for a moment, and I listened to her breathing return to normal, still keeping my hand between my thighs, covering my mound.

“Do you like your new toy?”

I smiled. “I think I’m definitely gonna keep it.”

“God, you were so hot,” she whispered. “I was so turned-on.”

“Me, too,” I opened my eyes. “I can’t wait to show John.” Kelly laughed. “I can’t wait to hear about it!”

“Hey…” I felt shy now, somehow. I knew we’d crossed over some invisible line, but I didn’t know what it meant. Talking about our sex lives was way different than doing what we just did. “Thanks for… um… showing me.”

“My pleasure, sweetie,” Kelly replied. “Anytime.” I wondered what she meant, if that was just a casual remark, but I didn’t get a chance to ask.

“Listen, I have to go get Taylor from preschool. Call me tomorrow and tell me how it all goes?”

“I will.” I We hung up. I picked up the vibrator, which was still glistening with my juices. I couldn’t wait for John to come home.