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It's now been two weeks since the eventful times at the horse competitions, and Naomi is looking down at a little shard of paper with a name and number scribbled on it. Crystal blue eyes watched on as her fingertip traced the name at the top, Emily, before she looked at the phone number for what had to be the millionth time in the last couple weeks. She remembered the red head asking a woman who was walking by if she had a pen and paper, and when she was given the requested materials, she used Thunder's saddle to neatly print her name and phone number. Emily had returned the pen to the woman with a warm smile and whispered thank you before folding the paper and handing it to Naomi. 'Call me, when you're ready…' she had said before walking off.
The blond remembered watching the girl's shapely ass moving back and forth with every step she took. She remembered wanting to run after her and profess… something… she wasn't sure what.
So for the last two weeks she had been so frustrated sexually that it was driving her mad. She'd tried more than a few times to get pissed and then find a guy to fuck. The blond had even managed to get down and dirty with a few, but the fire just wasn't there. The guys would just thrust into her and she'd look at them with a blank expression on her face. When they were finished she'd get up, take a piss, and then put her clothes on and head out the door to go back home. The few times she had been turned on enough to feel good it was because a certain red head had slipped into her mind and she had closed her eyes to imagine it was Emily she was with and not some random bloke.
Now was the time. She needed to suck it up and give the champion rider a call. Naomi picked up her phone and flipped it open, staring at the screen as if there was a monster about to come out of it. Her fingers plugged in the numbers before her thumb hovered over the 'send' button. After two or three deep breaths she managed to push it.
Emily should have been ecstatic. She had won yet another dressage competition, and things really couldn't have been any better… besides the fact that her twin had forced her to go on two double dates with her in the last two weeks. It wasn't as if the guys were that bad, it's just that she wasn't interested in going in the first place. Her nights and days had been filled with thoughts of Naomi.
She felt a little stupid for giving the blond her number. It was now obvious that they weren't on the same page. Sure, she had used the excuse of teaching her how to ride as a reason to give her number to her, but she really had just wanted to be able to see her again.
The younger twin lay awake in her bed, but her eyes were closed. Katie had gotten up early for some unknown reason, and so she was blessed with a morning of silence. Her thoughts turned to the stunning form of the blond and before she knew it her hands were running over her body. One hand stopped to tease a hardened nipple while her other hand slipped beneath the waistband of her knickers. It only took her one thought of Naomi to turn her on, and her fingers slipped through her wetness with ease. Her desire was building as her fingers worked their magic on her own body. Emily could feel her body getting close to the pinnacle and then her phone rang. She contemplated not answering it, but thought perhaps it was her sister and so she picked it up and flipped it open. Her breathing was a little irregular and her voice was husky. "Hello."
There was silence on the other end before she spoke again, "Hello?"
A tentative voice spoke on the phone, "Uh, may I speak to Emily?"
The voice sounded familiar, but she couldn't quite place it, not until she realized that the very person who was on the other end was the very person whose body she was just imagining as she was pleasuring herself. Emily sat straight up in her bed and cleared her throat, "This is Emily."
"Oh… hey… This is… Naomi." Pause. "I was wondering when I could make an appointment to come learn how to ride."
It wasn't until the blond said her name that Emily realized that she still had her hand planted firmly between her legs. "Um, sure. That would be great." She tried to mask the huskiness in her voice that was brought on by being disrupted from finishing herself off. "When's a good time for you?"
"Well, anytime is okay with me."
The answer didn't help her, but Emily replied, "Later today alright, or is it too soon?"
"Later today would be great. About one o'clock?"
"That sounds lovely, I'll see you then." She closed her phone after saying good-bye, and found herself lying back down with her fingers pleasuring herself once more. The younger twin figured she needed to get this out before the blond came over or she wouldn't be able to concentrate on training her about anything.
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