Emma left Granny's feeling quite proud of herself. She was more aroused than she'd ever been in her life, but Regina didn't know that. And even if she did, she knew that Regina wasn't completely unaffected by the whole situation. Emma knew she'd had a lot to drink the night before, but she still remembered every single detail of her phone conversation with Regina. She couldn't get the sound of Regina's heavy breathing out of her head and she couldn't stop thinking how fucking hot it would be to hear Regina moan her name. And strap-ons! Since when had she found strap-ons hot? Probably since she heard the word strap-ons coming out of the mayor's beautiful mouth. I'm screwed! What is this woman doing to me? I need to ask Regina about that dream again! And I need to buy more underwear.

It was 9 pm and further across town, Regina was trying to have an early night. Henry was camping with David, so she had the house all to herself. Regina was exhausted and in need of a good night's sleep, but she couldn't stop thinking about a certain blonde sheriff. She tossed and turned, but she just couldn't sleep. She was about to get up, when her phone rang.

"Miss Swan. What can I do for you?"

"Tell me about the dream."

"Why are you so eager to hear about my sex dream?"

"Because the only things I've been able to think about since this morning are you and strap-on dildos. And not separately."

"You really want to hear about my dream, dear?"

"Yes."

"Well, I was alone in my office talking to an old council member on the phone and you crept up behind me and slid your arms around my waist. You started touching my breasts and my thighs and I was trying to concentrate on breathing and talking at the same time. You were really turning me on."

"Were you wet for me, Madame Mayor?"

"I was so fucking wet for you. I ended the phone call and you kept touching me. Your hand was travelling further up my thigh and your other hand was massaging my breasts."

Emma felt her arousal as it shot through her, straight to her core. She ran her hand between her legs and it didn't really surprise her that she was already drenched. She just couldn't resist Regina talking dirty in that deep, husky voice.

"I asked you, what you were doing and you said you were going to tell me all about your fantasies, but the thought of taking me by surprise at work, taking my clothes off and fucking me on my desk with a strap-on really turned you on."

Emma moaned loudly before she could stop herself.

"Regina, would it be wrong if I told you I really want to touch myself right now?"

Regina's eyes fluttered closed at Emma's question. She was extremely turned on by the situation already and the thought of Emma fucking herself while on the phone with her, was just too much.

"Didn't you tell me just last night how fucking hot it would be to see me touch myself?" Regina asked.

"I actually said that?!" Emma asked shocked.

"You certainly did, Miss Swan."

"Oh fuck!"

"If you hurry, you might just get here in time." Regina cupped her sex and moaned into the phone.

"Oh my god. I'm on my way!"