Pink Lighting

Darling has to return from a ride on her motorbike to go home. She makes a quick stop in some random place, a gas station she believes, but she is not far from home. Then she checks her phone, seeing a notification. “Heey, is late. Are you coming back soon?” Apple texts Darling. Darling smiles as she reads Apple’s message, her heart warming at the thought of her love waiting for her. She quickly types back, her fingers dancing across the screen. “Hey, babe. Yeah, I’m on my way back. Just had to make a quick pit stop. Missed you, though. Can’t wait to see that cute ass of yours, lol. Get ready for some serious cuddling tonight <3.” And the answer is… different that she thought it could be. “You can see it rn, if u want,” Apple texts back. Darling’s eyes widen with surprise as she reads Apple’s daring response. A skeptical view spreads across her face as she types back, her fingers tingling with curiosity. “Oh, I didn’t expect that. Are you sure you can handle me checking out that right now? I might not keep my hands off of you once I see it. But hey, if you’re up for it, send me a pic, babe.” A few seconds later, and there is the pic. Apple is lying face down, and her skin is white as snow and her round ass is at a cute angle, pink lighting. Well, how did she take the picture? Darling’s eyes widen, taking in the sight of Apple’s round ass, perfectly framed in the pink lighting. She can almost feel the softness of Apple’s skin. “Oh,” Darling mutters under her breath, her body responding to the enticing image. Her fingers tremble as she types in a response. “Wow. That you are pure perfection. I can’t wait to get home.” “One more just because I feel generous” Apple texts sending another pic, her sex exposed for the pic. Darling is quiet, her breath hitching in her chest as she opens the second explicit picture from Apple. Her mouth goes dry. Her fingers tremble as she struggles to find the right words to respond. “Just… get ready when I get there, don’t move.” “I’m waiting💞”. Apple answered. Darling sighed heavily. It was not the night she had hoped for. She finally returns her gaze to the road in front of her where the cars keep passing by. Putting away her mobile phone, she could feel some urgency, not anxiety. She was more aware of the things around her, her sweater felt almost tight, the wind was cold and her gloves felt kind of uncomfortable. I was really looking forward to some hugs. Darling thought, and sighing again, she ran her hand over her sweaty forehead, then through her hair. Taking another breath, she prepares to drive again, putting on her driving helmet and getting on her motorcycle. What a night.