Rated: NC-17

A/N: Written for a request made by Tanja.

This is from my twisted, wicked, perverted imagination, hope you like.

For Tanja :-)

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The steam from the shower floating in our bathroom, the hot, clear, liquid pouring down from all directions from the multiple shower heads, splashing onto my tense muscles and my face; after what seems like an eternity under the hot rain my muscles starts to relax, inhaling the hot steam around me and then exhaling, releasing all the tension of being a nurse at UCLA Medical Center. Being a top nurse at UCLA could be gratifying sometimes, it’s a great income but its fucking demanding, but I’m grateful that my husband is the highest paid surgeon at a high ranking hospital which means we are financially stable.

I’m lost in my thoughts, shampooing my hair; massaging my scalp forming layers of foams and bubbles, then washing my entire body, enjoying the lavender, essential oil scent on my body, rinsing off the soap and standing under the shower a little longer. I step out of the shower to dry myself, feeling so content and a little anxious about tonight. Well, tonight is our leisure night, just me and him, no work for me, no phone calls for him asking for his assistant at Cedars-Sinai ICU, just pure serenity and ecstasy in our Topanga Beach home.

Fuck, this lovely evening could have started sooner if he’ll get his ass over here already. I made some sushi for him, he loves avocado rolls, shrimp rolls, and California rolls, and for dessert I made melted chocolate for chocolate cover strawberries and cherries. I glance at the clock on the wall…shit it’s 6 o’clock, he suppose to be home already, where the fuck is he? Questioning his whereabouts, then rubbing the towel on my hair to dry it, walking into our enormous walk-in closet, wrapping the towel around my waist, searching for something devilish to wear when my phone rings.

I scan our picturesque, gargantuan master bedroom for my cell phone… fuck! Where the hell did I put that thing? Checking under bed, on the dresser…nothing! Oh duh, a light bolt flashing above my head. I put it on the dining room table along with our delicious food. I face slap myself, than quickly running out of the bedroom, my towel falling onto the floor, I reach the dining room in the nude, glancing at my iPhone, the lights flickering on and off, glancing at the caller id, my face radiates with joy, my lips part, grinning now.

I shout into the phone, out of breath “Hey!”

He laughs and says “Hey…”

Gosh I love his laughs.

“You okay?” He asked in his deep voice causing me to dissolve like

spilled ice cream on hot concrete, liquefying under the hellish, dry, summer, sun.

“Yeah…I’m fine.” I continue on, still attempting to catch my breath. “I just got out of the shower and the phone was ringing so I ran to answer it.”

“Oh I see…you showered without me again?”

“I was waiting for you, but you never came.” I said in my sweet low voice, pouting a little.

“I’m sorry, I left Cedars early so I could make it home in time for dinner but I’m stuck in traffic, that’s why I’m calling, I’m going to be a little late.”

“Aaww its okay, good thing I prepared sushi so I don’t have to worry about dinner getting cold.”

“Oh you made sushi all by yourself?”

“Yeah…”

“For me?”

“Yeah..”

“I feel special…thanks” He said sounding pleased, and probably smiling.

“Well, you are special to me.”

“You are too me…what else did you made?”

“I made your favorite, melted chocolate, so we could have chocolate cover berries for dessert.” I’m smiling now.

“Hhmmm that sounds so good…chocolate covered berries are scrumptious, is that all we’re having for dessert?”

“Uummm…there is something else.”

“Really? What is it?”

“I Can’t tell you.”

“Why?”

I place the phone closer to my semi-wet ear “It’s a surprise.”

His voice is deeper now “Oh you’re a tease.”

Licking my lower lips…moaning into the phone “Hmmm moi?”

“Yeah…you.”

Batting my eyelashes now “I’m innocent…”

“Uh, you sure? Because you do have a funny way of revealing your innocents...”

I let a small laugh escape my lips, twirling my fingers around the edges of the tablecloth and slowly swinging my hips. “What’s that suppose to mean?”

"Well, let’s see. I’ll say you are batting you’re eyelashes right about now and doing something with your hips ya?”

“Umm …no.” I lied.

“See…you just proved my point, you are not innocent because you just lied.”

I’m biting my lower lips trying to suppress a giggle, damn this man, he knows me so well. “Well…if you know me so well, then what am I doing now?”

“Talking to me…”

“And?” I asked challenging him to carry on, feeling a little bold.

“Probably….smiling…”

“What else?”

His voice is deeper now. “Holding the phone to your ear…”

“Yeah…what else?” I whimpered.

“Looking…hot…” A small moan escaped his throat.

I moan slowly“Hhmm…”

“Am I right?” he asked in his low voice.

“Yeah…” I put the phone to my other ear “What am I wearing? Hmmm?”

“Nothing…” he moaned louder now.

My body getting slightly warmer now, “Hmmm yeah…I’m.

Completely. Naked. I wish you were here…”

His breathing change slightly “Me too…”

“Cause…I’m getting warm…”

“Yeah?” He moaned and breathing into the phone.

“Yeah…”

“Who could make you feel warm? Hmm?” He questioned.

“You…” I answered quietly.

“Really?”

“Yeah…”

He’s teasing me now “Moi?”

“Yeah….you… because I could see you touching me….”

“Hhmm…”

“Kissing me….”

“Yeah…”

“Licking me…”

“Yeah…shit…”

“Sucking me…”

“Ohh…”

“Eating me...”

“Ohh…yeah…”

“Fucking me…”

He groans into the phone.“Hhmm…shit…”

“You…turning…me…on…” Shit this man knows how to turn me on like nobody’s business. I’m groaning a little, as my lower region starts to respond to his noises, and then carefully, lightly letting my fingertips dance over it, causing a moan to escape my mouth. “Hmm….babe…” I said into the phone.

“Shit…you just love to tease me don’t you?” He asked. His breathing has change.

“I…don’t tease when it’s true.”

“You’re hot for me?”

“Yeah…I’m so hot for you...right now.”

He exhales noisily “Shit…me too...but I’m so far away…”

“That’s okay…” I said seductively into the phone. Then pulling the iPhone away from my ear, I click on the camera icon, capturing my semi-hard, leaking length and sending it to his iPhone.

I manage to speak “Check…your phone…”

“Ok….give me a sec.”I hear his breathing for a few moments, assuming he is looking at his phone while trying to keep his eyes on the road. Silence. Then he gasps, and by the sound of that I know he just saw the picture I’ve send him “Fuck…you…torturing me Ches…you…driving crazy here.”

I moan “Yeah…dido…” as I circle my fingers in the melted, brown liquid flowing out of the chocolate fountain and whimpering as a breeze dances on my member causing me to gasp. “Fuck…” I’m hissing at the shire sensation, my cocoa cover fingers automatically goes to my pleading, hard manhood, touching it delicately.

A light noise escapes from my lips “Ohh….”

“I can’t …drive home…with a…hard on…you’re evil.”

“Who? Moi?” I teased, licking my dark brown covered fingers and sucking them hard.

“Drop…the innocent act…”

“Okay…” An evil grin appears on face. Pulling the cell away from my face again, snapping another picture of me licking the melted cocoa off my fingers, and then pressing send.

“Shit…what you …do to me?” He paused. Assuming his checking his phone again, then a cry escapes his lips “Ohhh….shit….Chester…I’m trying to drive.” I hear his uneven breathing then “…Shit..” He pauses again. “You’re eating dessert without me…”

“Umm…yeah…it seems like you’re in a predicament, Dr. Michael Shinoda.”

“Yeah…I’m…aren’t I? I should get a nurse to help me…”

“Oh…who do you have in mind?”

“This hot, blond, male nurse…”

“Hmmm…”

“By the name of Chester Shinoda…”

“What would you have him do?”

“He…could help me…with this little hardness, sensation I feel in my

lower anatomy.”

“Yeah…what would you have him do to your lower anatomy?”

“I would have him stroke my lower region…as I’m doing now…”

“Shit…you touching your lower anatomy too…” I said stroking my own arousal, longing to be touch, and caress by my husband.

“I wish Chester was here to tease, play with my manhood… like I’m doing now…fuck…” He is breathing hard into the phone, groaning.

I whimper shamelessly into the phone “Oh…Michael…I…want…you so much right now…” my chocolate fingers spreading the glossy lubricant oozing out my painfully hard length, then teasing the tip, and then stroking it a little faster now, my arousal driving me insane, God I want his mouth around me. “Fuck…Michael…I’m leaking for you…”

“Shit…me too…”He said groaning loudly “Ohh…If I was there I could suck you dry…”

“Yeah….I want your…mouth around me…sucking me…licking me …fuck.” I close my eyes picturing Michael in my head, my hand stroking my erection faster now. “Ohh…shit…so fucking hard for you…”I’m lost, running my hand up and down, oozing pre-cum at the tip.

“I’m so fucking hot….shit Chester…I could …suck you…and fuck you until you weep….” His breathing is louder now; I know he is deep into his pleasure.

“Oh Michael…please…come home and fuck me…” I put my head back, getting closer to my climax. “Shit…Mike…I’m going to cum over the phone…”

“I…wanna…fuck you so hard like an animal…until you are sore…” Hearing him getting closer to seeing paradise “You’re …going to make me cum too…shit!”

“Yeah…fucking come home …and fuck me hard….shit! I’m so...close Mike…”

“Shit…I will…you won’t be able to walk when I’m done….I’m …getting ...close..”

“OH Michael!”

“Fuck....CHESTER!!”

We’re both screaming, reaching our climax “Oohhh…shit….MICHAEL!” I screamed, exploding my sweet load all over my chocolate fingers, moaning the whole time as I continue to stroke out my orgasm. Mike still moaning, breathing hard into phone, I know his hands are busy, and we're both unable to speak at the moment, trying to catch our breaths. Damn, I needed that. This man sure knows how to keep me satisfied.

“Shit…I needed that…” I moan into the phone as I lick my fingers “Oh... Mike you gotta try chocolate semen, it taste pretty damn good…”

“I needed that too…what the fuck…chocolate semen?” He asked sound puzzled.

I capture another quick picture of me sucking on my cocoa semen fingers and pressing send and put the phone to my ear again. Silence a few seconds and then him responding with,

“Woow…you look so …fucking hot...and you having dessert without me.”

“I’m Sorry…”

“It’s okay, I’m--” He paused…I hear some shuffling noises and then I hear sirens.

“Mike?” I called for him in bewilderment wanting to know what’s going on. I hear the sirens again.

“Shit! There’s a CHP behind me. Fuck!” He’s yelling into the phone.

“Okay, don’t panic, just be cool.” I tried to calm him down.

“He’s still behind me, I have to pull over.” He said.

“Okay, you shouldn’t get pull over just for any reason. Are you wearing your seat-belt?” I asked

He responds all breathy, “Yeah…”

“You have your wireless Bluetooth headset on your ear?”

“Oh….oh…. shit!” He yelled assuming he realized that he wasn’t wearing his ear piece.

“I’ll take that as a no.” I said as I hear the car stop and then a long pause and then I hear someone saying “License and registration please.”

“Chester I’m sorry…but I have to let you go.” He said in a whisper and I hear the dial tone at the other end, I stare at the phone, hoping everything is okay.

“Please hurry and come home safe to me Michael.”

~Fin~