Pierre called before my organ rehearsal.

When I answered, his excited baritone voice sounded like foreplay to my ears.

"Sophie! Jazz Night tomorrow! I'll be playing the sax! You free?"

"I would love a night of sax with you."

He chuckled, making me shift in my seat and touch myself.

"Wish I could listen or watch you play now."

He hummed on the other line. The vibrations reached between my legs like humming there. I could feel the tingles. My clitoris had its own beat.

"Switch to video. Volumes up."

My hand retreated from my own organ, switching to videocall.