El awoke early on Friday, May 4th hoping to catch Mike before he left for work. She texted him at 5:30 a.m. to tell him she was going to make a video call to him on Skype and to be ready. She just wanted to see his face. Almost immediately he texted her back and El noticed that even now after talking to him so often she still felt butterflies when she heard the ring tone that she had given him. It was a piece of The Force Theme that she had painstakingly cut to create the ring tone.
I have a few minutes before I have to leave for work. Call me now.
El got her laptop ready and made the call. When she saw Mike's face on the screen she couldn't help but melt a little. Looking at him was always better.
"I know you have to go soon but I wanted to be the first to tell you May the 4th be with you." El's smile matched Mike's as he looked back at her.
"May the 4th be with you, El. I wish we could be together today. We could watch a marathon of movies. I have a long day ahead of me though." Mike sighed.
"I know. That's why I wanted to catch you early. Will you call me tonight when you get home?"
"Sure. Can you believe a nurse named Valerie asked me out?" Mike asked, he was smiling and El felt like she had been kicked in the gut.
"Really?" She tried to sound and look like she wasn't bothered, knowing that he could see her.
"Yeah, weird, huh? Anyway, I'm going to go out with a couple of people from work for drinks but I don't expect to be home really late. I'll call you then, okay?" Mike still seemed oblivious to El's disappointment, though to her credit she was trying her best to hide it.
"Okay, Mike. I hope you have a good day."
Mike noticed something was off. "El, are you okay?" When he looked at her with such concern she could always feel her heart beat wildly against her chest.
"I'm fine, Mike. I'm great. I'm off today so I'm just going to watch movies and maybe sleep. Have fun after work. I'll talk to you when you can." She tried her best to smile.
Mike wasn't totally buying her act. "You'd tell me if something was wrong, right, El? I have to leave now but please text me if you need to talk about anything." Mike was saying.
Except when I'm with Valerie the nurse, El thought, immediately feeling guilty for thinking like that when she had never even told Mike how she felt.
"I will, Mike. I'll talk to you tonight if you get a chance to call. Have a great day. I'll let you go to work." She smiled at him for real, loving how his face looked when she smiled at him, how his eyes would soften and his lips would curl up until he was grinning at her.
The call ended and El let herself feel sick. She didn't want to think about Mike going out with anyone. She wanted Mike and she hadn't told him and now she was paying the price. She paced around the apartment until Max woke up.
When Max finally did wake up El was moping on the sofa eating straight from a pint of Ben and Jerry's Americone Dream ice cream. At least when she looked at Stephen Colbert on the carton it made her smile somewhat and she like the pieces of waffle in the ice cream.
"What's wrong with you?" Max asked as she filled her mug with coffee.
"Mike has a date tonight. At least, that's how it sounded."
"You've already talked to him today? It's like, barely 8:00, El."
"We Skyped this morning before he left for work because today is May the 4th." El sounded depressed.
"So? What's the big deal about that?" Max asked, clearly not as into Star Wars as her roommate.
"May the 4th...May the 4th be with you? It's a clever play on words. I know it's nerdy but I've never had anyone to say that to who really understood before."
"Yep. That's totally nerdy. So you still have never told him how you feel? El, I thought you were going to do that weeks ago." Max sat down beside El.
"I know but I didn't and now here I am."
"Why don't you text him and tell him to call you when he has a little free time today? I'm sure he'll get a break for lunch or something." Max suggested, hoping El would listen to her advice.
"I'm scared now because he said a nurse named Valerie asked him out and then he said he was going out for drinks tonight. I think I missed my chance, Max." El buried her face in her hands.
"I'm sorry, El. If he does call tonight, please tell him how you feel. You need to be honest with him so you know you did everything you could. I have to get ready for work. Are you going to be fine here today?" Max stood and started toward her room to find clothes for the day.
"I'll be fine. I'll just watch movies like I'd planned."
"Well try not to think about it too much. Maybe you misunderstood. Talk to him, El. That's the only way."
El decided to go to her room and go back to sleep for a while. She had been so excited when her day started and now it felt like her world had changed. She blamed herself for not telling Mike how she felt. She kept imagining what the nurse looked like, imagining how Mike looked at her and if he'd want to kiss her. It made El's stomach hurt.
Mike felt like something had shifted during his morning Skype session with El. She had seemed so happy and then her voice changed and he could tell she was trying to smile but it wasn't reaching her eyes. He thought back to their entire conversation and couldn't come up with any reason that she might have changed her demeanor. When he got a chance he texted her a funny meme of Han and Leia, Han was in the carbonite chamber and he said I love Star Wars and Leia said I know. Mike thought it was funny because it was reversed. Really, though, he wanted to make her think of the actual dialogue in that scene. I really need to tell her how I feel, he thought. He didn't have time to call her right then though. He decided he would tell her that night. It had been long enough and he couldn't keep flirting and pretending.
It was an hour later when El texted him back. When she'd seen his text she had almost cried because she immediately thought I love you but she didn't think she had the right to be upset so she held back her tears. She sent back a simple smiley face and a LOL.
Mike had been in surgery when he got the text. When he got a chance to read it he felt sad. He had wanted her to be more excited but her text seemed flat, like she was just being nice. He worried until his shift was finally over at 5:30. He was going out for drinks with a couple of coworkers but only because he had promised them weeks ago. They also liked Star Wars and wanted to celebrate. Mike wasn't really into it but he was a guy who kept his promises. When he got to the bar he sent El another text.
I'm at the bar. I'll call you as soon as I get home, okay?
He ordered a drink while he waited. His coworkers had gotten there earlier and were already well on their way to being drunk. Mike just wanted to have a drink with them so he could keep his obligation and then go home. He really wanted to talk to El. She finally texted back. He was almost finished with his drink.
If you want. I don't want to get in the way of other things you might want to do. Have fun.
Mike stared at his phone. What did she mean by that? He texted her back. He would have called but it was loud in the bar.
Please wait up for me to call. I won't be too late. I promise.
It was El's turn to be confused. Why would he want her to wait up to talk to him when he had a pretty nurse to entertain? She couldn't neglect him though. Her heart wouldn't let her. So she wrote him back.
I'll be up.
Mike said goodbye to his colleagues and headed for home. He just wanted to talk to El. Before he drove away he texted her once more.
Can I Skype with you?
He was slightly disappointed when she wrote back.
Just call me.
When he got home it was a little after 8:00. He hadn't meant to stay at the bar for as long as he had but the service was a little slow and he wanted to get his thoughts together before he talked to El. He wasn't going to leave anything to chance anymore. He wanted to tell her exactly how he felt about her. He hadn't wanted to do it over the phone but he'd take what he could get. He took off his pants and shirt and got comfortable. He loved talking to her from his bed, it made it feel more like she was right next to him. He called her. He was actually feeling nervous.
When she picked up he noticed that she sounded down.
"El, what's wrong? Are you okay?" Mike was worried.
"I'm fine. How was your date? Valerie I think her name was?" El tried to sound more excited. She wasn't selling it well.
"What do you mean?"
"Valerie. I'm sure she's pretty. Does she like Star Wars? I hope you had a good time. Why are you back so soon? Is she so special that you're taking it slow?" El's words were nice but her tone was one of hurt and jealousy.
"Date? I didn't have a date. I had promised these guys from work that I'd have a drink with them to celebrate May the 4th because they know I like Star Wars and they like it too. They asked a long time ago so I went. You thought I had a date?"
"You told me this morning that a nurse named Valerie had asked you out and then you said you were going out for drinks so I thought it was with her. So I was wrong?" El asked, her voice had softened upon hearing him be so clueless as to what date she was referring.
"I just told you that because I thought it was funny. El, I'm sorry you thought I meant I was going out with her. Don't you get it? Well, no, of course not because I'm a mouthbreather who has never told you. I wouldn't want to go out with anyone who isn't you."
"What?" El whispered.
"You, El. I really like you. You're probably my best friend and I want to talk to you in the morning and before I fall asleep and I think about you all the time. I mark the days off on the calendar every day counting down to when I'll get to see you. I wouldn't go out with anyone else. I'm only looking forward to spending time with you. And it's thirty-four days now, almost thirty-three because today will be over soon."
El couldn't speak. She had spent the entire day thinking that she had missed her chance to tell Mike how she felt about him and now he was telling her he felt the same, and after she had been snippy with him over a misunderstanding that had been her fault.
"El, are you still there?" She heard Mike ask.
"I'm here, Mike. I'm so sorry." She was almost crying, a half sob escaping as she felt relief wash over her.
"What are you sorry for?" Mike asked, thinking she was apologizing for not sharing his feelings.
"Because I didn't tell you how I felt and then I misread things and was short with you because I was jealous. But everything you just said is exactly how I feel about you too. I should have talked to you about it a long time ago. Mike, I can't wait to see you." The relief and desperation in her voice was evident.
"Were you jealous all day? I didn't mean to make you feel that way, El. I shouldn't have even said anything about her. I was never going to go out with her." Mike thought about how El must have felt all day, thinking about how he'd feel if he thought she was going out with someone. The idea made his stomach knot up and he felt sad that he had made her feel that way, if even accidentally.
"Yes, actually. When you told me about her asking you out I felt like I'd been punched but I couldn't let you know because I had never said anything about my feelings."
Mike winced upon hearing her say she felt like she'd been punched. He needed to try to make her laugh. "Feelings? So like, you like me more than like?" He was grinning.
"You don't have to make it sound like we're in middle school, Mike." She scolded him but he knew she was smiling again.
Mike laughed softly. "I know, El. I was just kidding you." Then he got more serious. "I wish you were here with me."
"So do I." He could hear her shift. "I'd really like that."
"Where are you right now?" Mike asked.
"I'm lying in my bed. It's dark in here except for a lightsaber wall sconce that changes color. It's red right now." Her voice sounded so sexy to Mike.
"Are you wearing your pajamas?" He asked.
El was starting to feel turned on listening to his voice, lowered for her, like they were telling secrets in the dark.
"Not really pajamas. It's just a short nightgown. I didn't want to wear pajama pants tonight. It's too warm." El replied.
"What color is it?"
El caught on. "You want me to describe my nightgown to you? What purpose would that serve?" She asked coyly.
"I want to imagine what you look like in it." Mike said, sounding determined and making El feel tingly.
"It's black with thin shoulder straps and it's satin, maybe silk? I don't know, the tag is in the back. There's lace on the part that covers my breasts." El told him. "What are you wearing?"
Mike had never heard her sound so seductive before, even when she had talked to him while he was getting off last month without him realizing that she was trying to help him. He was picturing her nightgown in his mind and he was getting harder by the minute listening to her.
"I'm just wearing my boxers. They're gray plaid. They're probably not as sexy as what you're wearing. You know I've thought about talking to you like this for so long. I just was too afraid you wouldn't want to talk to me anymore." Mike admitted.
"Talk to me like how? Like ask me what I'm wearing when I'm lying in bed? What else did you think about asking me?" El tempted him.
"I, um, I wondered what kind of panties you were wearing and what it would be like to be able to ask you."
"You can ask me, Mike. I don't mind." She was driving him wild with her alluring tone.
"Well, what kind of panties are you wearing, El?" He whispered to her.
"They're black too. I think they're called cheeky panties? Maybe. They show a lot of my ass cheeks when I look in the mirror. They're lacy around the edges. But I'm not wearing a bra. I don't like to sleep in them. What else did you want to know?"
"What do you think about when you're lying in bed? Do you ever think about me?" Mike asked. He had shifted his phone to his left hand.
He could tell El was smiling. "That's kind of personal, don't you think?"
Mike was about to apologize when El spoke again, "I wonder what you look like when you're touching yourself and if you're ever thinking of me. Since the night I heard you on the phone and kept talking to you I've thought about it a lot. Do you ever think of me?"
"El, I only think of you anymore. I'm thinking about you right now."
"What are you thinking about doing to me?" She whispered.
Mike's voice got even lower. "I've gotten so hard talking to you during this phone call that I'm having to touch myself to relieve some pressure. I'm imagining that you were doing it instead. Is that okay?"
El felt relieved. She was also turned on and was about to have to discard her panties because they were so wet.
"Yes. If it's okay that I do the same. I'm turned on too. I need some relief as well."
"If I was there I would help you." Mike's breath was starting to hitch occasionally.
"How would you help me? Maybe you could tell me what you would do and I could do that to myself." El teased.
"I'd touch you after I slowly removed your panties."
"Mike, I already took them off."
Oh, fuck. She's not going to let me last.
"Then touch yourself, El. Close your eyes and imagine it's me."
"What are you doing though, Mike?" She asked, having moved her hand between her legs.
"I'm pretending my hand around my cock is actually yours and I'm imagining you slowly stroking me up and down."
"Tell me what you're doing to me while I stroke your cock. My hand is gentle but firm and every now and then I kiss the tip."
"Shit, El, hold on. You'll get me too worked up. I want to make sure you get what you want. First I'd tease you by barely letting my fingers slide over you."
"Okay. I can imagine that." She sighed contentedly.
"If we were together we could do more than just touch ourselves. I don't think I'd want to stop at that. Would you, El?"
"No. I think after a little while I'd want to feel you for real."
"Too bad we can't do that now."
El remembered what was in the drawer of her nightstand. She never used it but it now might be a good time.
"Mike, what if we pretended?"
"What do you mean, El?"
"You can tell me everything you'd want to do to me, like how you'd want to touch me, and then I can use this vibrator I have and we can time ourselves so it's like we're together. I never use it but it could maybe work. We're both so turned on already. Every time you stroke yourself you can imagine you're thrusting into me and I'll be doing that with this thing, and it will be almost like we're together."
"You have a vibrator? Are you using it?" Mike couldn't believe it.
"It was a gift from a bachelorette party I went to a couple of years ago. I never use it. I'm not totally sure how." She was saying.
"Turn it on and tell me what happens." Mike instructed.
El did as he had told her. The base was a round knob and the farther around she turned it the more the entire thing vibrated. She explained it to Mike.
"Okay, turn it on just some and put it between your legs but not inside. Just position is so you can feel the vibrations on as much of you as possible. Close your eyes and imagine it's my cock resting between your lips. Feel the weight? Does it feel good?" Mike asked. In his mind, the image of her doing that was forming as he listened to the sounds she made.
"Uh huh. I can feel you." She said.
"Good. Now move it up and down in your slit, still not putting it inside you. Where does it feel best, El?"
"Near the top but it all feels good, Mike." She was whispering, breathing heavy at the sensation between her legs, gasping softly occasionally.
"Is it making you wet, El?" Mike asked. He was stroking himself very slowly, wanting to wait until he had instructed her further to really get into his own pleasure.
"I'm already so wet. I need to feel more, Mike."
Mike was loving hearing her describe how she was feeling. He was thinking he wanted to hear this every day. "Okay, I want you to put just the tip inside. Imagine you're looking down and watching me slowly slip myself inside you. Are you doing it?" Mike imagined doing what he had just said. In his mind he could see her lying there underneath him.
"Yes." She was panting now.
"Good. Now feel me slide in more. I want to slide all the way in but I want you to do it at your own pace. Tell me when you can feel me all the way inside you. I want to be there, El."
El slid the vibrator all the way inside her. The vibrations caused her to clamp her teeth down. She had never felt anything like it.
"Okay. Mike, that feels so good. I want to move it."
"I know, let's do that. Pull it out and push it back in. Let me hear all the sounds you make when you do it. I'm right here with you." He was whispering and stroking slowly until he could hear her rhythm and get in sync with her.
As El pushed it inside, Mike pulled back on his cock. El was moaning and Mike was too, both imagining that what they were feeling was being caused by the other and not by themselves.
"Does that feel good, El? Can you feel me all the way inside you?"
Uhn...yes, Mike" She panted. "It feels so good!"
"Good. El, I'm really close. Thinking about what it would feel like to really be inside you is going to make me come. Can you push that as far in as it will go? Turn the knob to full power. I want you to come when I do."
El pushed the vibrator all the way in. She couldn't help but buck her hips into it.
"Oh, it's in Mike. I want to push into it more. Can I please?"
Hearing her beg like that when she had complete control of her own body made Mike's vision tunnel.
"Yes," he breathed. "Do whatever you need to do. If it feels good to move into it then do it. Are you close?"
"I think so. Mike! It feels so good, I can feel it coming!" El was sweating on top of her bed as she squeezed her legs together and pushed the vibrator in even more.
"I can too, El. I'm going to come now. Thinking about you fucking yourself with that vibrator is so hot that I can't hold it in anymore." He growled lowly.
"Oh, now! Mike!" She couldn't speak any more as she felt the intensity of her climax hit her.
"El!" Mike joined her, his eyes closed, picturing the girl he thought of most in her moment of bliss.
They could hear each other breathing and panting. "That felt really good. I wish it had been real though." El said, her breathing still heavy.
"I know. I do too. El, I don't want to assume anything because we did that just now but I don't know how I'll react when I see you in a few weeks. I don't want to get ahead of myself and think we'll do this all the time but I really enjoyed it and I can't help it, I want more. I don't want you to be caught off guard if I act weird when I finally get to see you."
"I'm so excited for next month. I don't want you to warn me or try to explain anything. I like you and I liked what we just did and I have my own fantasies about how it will be to spend five days with you. I want to fall asleep talking to you in the next bed over from me instead of on a phone a thousand miles away. I want a lot of things." El thought aloud.
"What kinds of things?" Mike asked, amusement in his voice.
"You'll see in thirty-three days." El was smirking on the other end of the line but Mike couldn't see. "There's so much I want to do. Maybe there's so much I'll let you do."
"Oh yeah?" Mike was sitting up in bed now, very intrigued at the idea of El letting him do whatever he wanted. That must mean she wanted him to.
"Yeah." She whispered.
They fell asleep not long after, both feeling momentarily sated by their activities but also both feeling so relieved that they had finally given in and admitted their feelings, There was more to the admission for both of them but for now and over the phone, the terms feelings and like would have to do. Some things needed to be said in person. They could say that in another month.
A/N: I'm not totally happy with this chapter but I'm hopeful the next couple will be better. I was really excited to write it and then my life kicked me down so I felt like I forced some of this. But maybe some is okay. I will not let the convention part have anything I'm not 100% happy with. Thanks for reading, as always.