Forcing Silence

I want to write a story to turn my girl on, she tells me that I'm her first girlfriend that she still thinks about to this day when she masturbates, I'm speechless.

She tells me that the first time she saw me was when I was being interviewed, before I was even hired. She was turned on, It's hard to think.

She tells me how she would escape to the bathroom after our clients were gone and finger herself to orgasm after orgasm. Even though we don't work together now, every time I go into the restroom, sometimes even just walk by the restroom, I think of her. I picture her leaning against the wall, her eyes closed, pants half down, forcing silence so she's not caught, wet and rubbing herself to orgasm.

We haven't been together for over a month, I want to make love to her desperately right now. To touch her wet pussy, feel her silkiness all over my fingers, her taste in my mouth. I want it so much it's hard to think about because my mind races with sexy thoughts.

For now, all I have is my memory, imagination, and my own fingers, my insides are tingling in hope and anticipation.