"I'm telling you the truth!" I said, staring at the screen with a serious look. "But come on, after all this flirting, you gotta be a little turned on, right?"
I watched Catherine in the video, her eyes drifting down for a second before she realized what I was getting at and quickly looked back up.
She glared at me, calling my name, "David!"
"I'm here," I chuckled.
Seeing Catherine's mix of anger and embarrassment just made me like her even more.
"Just don't embarrass me!"
She demanded, but there was no real anger in her face or eyes, just embarrassment.
"I don't want to, but babe, you've been on this business trip for 15 days. Do you know how hard it is for me to wait for you?" I said sincerely, with a hint of grievance.
"I'm really sorry. I had no idea I'd meet you before discussing this collaboration. If I had known, I wouldn't have pursued this project," she apologized.
"I'm not blaming you for going abroad for work; it's great for your career. But while you're busy, can't you think about my needs too?" I comforted her.
My desire faded when I saw Fiona getting into some guy's car.
But for some reason, when I got Catherine's face, seeing her in that deep V bathrobe, with her hair, face, and neck still misty from the shower, I got hard again.
All I could think about were the times we made love at her place.
I even wanted to fly out to her business trip location to find her.
"But I'm in another country, I can't help you," she said helplessly.
Hearing this, a slight smile crept onto my lips.
It seemed like Catherine was already wavering. If I kept acting pitiful, she'd give in.
I told her what I wanted, "It's actually not that hard, but I'm afraid you won't agree."
"What is it? Tell me, maybe I'll agree," she replied.
"Just take off your bathrobe and let me see your body." I looked at her with sincere eyes, making it hard for her to refuse.
"This is too embarrassing!" Catherine blushed.
"It's okay, honey, only I can see it."
"But..." Catherine hesitated, looking at her neckline, pulling one side of her collar.
Her collar shifted slightly, revealing her sexy collarbone and then her smooth shoulder.
Looking further down, I could see the round outline of her breasts, just a little bit away from popping out.
Soon her shy nipples would be exposed!
My heart pounded with anticipation, sure she would take it off.
Just as I was eagerly waiting, she suddenly put both hands on the neckline, covering up even her collarbone.
What a pity! I was so close to seeing Catherine's naked body.
"Darling, why did you cover up?" I asked, disappointed.
"I can't do it; it's too shameful."
It was utterly unreasonable to have demanded that Catherine, who had just learned the art of lovemaking, be nude before me.
I didn't blame her for that. Instead, I patiently kept trying to persuade her.
"It's okay, let's take it slow. How about we just look at your breasts tonight? They're so soft, so fragrant, so beautiful. Honestly, they're the most perfect breasts I've ever seen. Just thinking about them has me rock hard. I'm really uncomfortable right now, but I don't want to betray you. Can you help me out, please?"
I kept pleading, and finally, Catherine was moved by my persistence.
She looked around my surroundings through the video on the screen.
Her voice came through the phone, "You're still outside. How about I show you when you get home? I'm afraid someone might see."
"No problem! I'm rushing home now! Wait for me."
After saying that, I started running down the street, heading home.
What was usually a ten-minute walk, I completed in three minutes.
Once home, I quickly closed the door and headed to the bedroom.
Suddenly, a door in the room opened, and the light from the bedroom spilled into the living room.
John came out, his hair messy, looking like he had just woken up from a nap.
He stood at the doorway, yawning and stretching, "Why did you take so long to come back? Looks like you had sex with your girlfriend just now, right?"
I glanced at the time on my phone screen and caught a glimpse of Catherine. The camera was already pitch black, and it seemed she had shyly hidden away.
"What are you thinking? It's only been half an hour since work ended, that's not enough time for me to do anything."
"Then why did you take so long to come back? Fiona should have measured quickly, right?" John kept asking.
"Yeah, but Fiona isn't very skilled. She took forever to find that measuring tape," I answered impatiently.
"Alright, but it's getting late. You should rest early too." With that, John yawned again, probably heading back to continue sleeping.
I nodded and went back to my room.
When I picked up my phone again to look at Catherine, her side was still dark.
"Okay, sweetheart, I'm back in the room now. There's no one else here," I spoke softly.
Catherine cautiously emerged from the pillow, her loose neckline sagging outwards, the round outline of her breasts flashing before my eyes.
Seeing this made me feel hot all over. I really wanted just to grab Catherine and have sex with her right now.
"Why are you telling everyone about our affairs? It's so embarrassing," she blamed me shyly.
I immediately explained, "I didn't specifically tell anyone. It was just that the day your father came to see me when you came to find me in a skirt, John happened to see it through the window. And since we didn't go home that night, he guessed."
"Okay, should you go take a shower first now that you've just arrived home?" she asked, relieved.
"What? You want to watch me shower?" I smirked mischievously.
"No way! Don't misinterpret what I mean!" Catherine retorted.
"But you did remind me. I think I should go take a shower first, then lie in bed all fresh and clean to admire your beautiful breasts." I said, looking at Catherine on the screen while walking to the closet to get my pajamas.
"Then go take a shower, I'll hang up," she said.
"No, you have to accompany me," I requested.
"Why?" Catherine was shocked.