One of the hazards of my job was that I travelled around too much; this made it hard for someone like me to find a good woman to settle down with and have a family of our own; at least that is what I thought until I met Susan.  She was perfect in every way if you were to ask me; then again I tended to be biased when it came to my lady love.  When first we met I explained to her about my job and how I was gone more then I was home, and she assured me that it was okay for she loved being in a relationship, yet she loved not being with her guy twenty four hours a day for seven days a week.  Susan was quite an independent woman and she was more than happy to be accommodating when it came to a relationship where I was gone more then I was around.

As with all males, I worried that my continual absence would affect our sexual relationships and that Susan would be seeking the greener grass on the other side of the fence; but what I found early in our relationship is that the distance only brought us closer together and strengthened our bond when we did meet up again.  The distance only seemed to intensify our wants and desires, which only made our love grow stronger, so that when I came home from one of my long trips we were inseparable.
Of course we did keep in touch while I was on my trips through the internet, voice and webcam chatting is a marvel that I am still amazed about, even though I have been using these tools of the trade for several years now.  Susan and I both always agreed to meet two times a day, when possible to spend some time together chatting and enjoying intimate moments across the distances.  Usually in the evenings for her and then again in the evenings for me, where ever I was at the time.

We both were great at communication and therefore we always told each other everything, we would laugh about how this woman or that man would hit on either one of us and how we would smile and laugh with a polite decline as we were both more than happy with our current relationship status.   I would show her pictures and videos of where I was, even the small gifts that I have bought for her, and she would show me any new clothes, things, or toys that she had bought.  Of course she will never forget the small black box that I showed to her, refusing to show her the ring I had bought making her know that she would have to wait until I got home to see what this gift contained.  Then again I will never forget that same night as she showed me her newest toy, it was a vibrator that served a multitude of purposes.

I knew what Susan wanted when she accepted the webcam invite and she was wearing the silk bathrobe I had bought her in Italy that was the time when I was scheduled to stay in Italy for a month and I asked her to join me for a week in Venice.   After our usual greeting she asked me to stand up, as I was just starting my morning, I had just come fresh from the shower with a towel wrapped around my waist.  At her asking, I removed the towel and sat back down, letting her see my body with an unrestricted view; as she stood up and pushed the robe from her shoulders, my body began to react to the baring of her skin, and as her perfect breasts came into view, my penis began to stir.

As the robe hit the floor and her neither region became visible my penis stood up at full attention, and licking my lips I told her just how beautiful she truly was to me.  At her smile she announced that she had a new toy that she wanted to share with me, and with that she reached into the drawer beside her and pulled out a new vibrator.  This one was a deep purple color, it had a shaft that resembled an erect penis and at the base, near the handle came a rabbit jumping out of the shaft.  This new toy roused my interest and as I leaned forward to get a better view she held it close to the camera, and as she turned it on I heard the soft humming as the shaft set to rotating and the rabbit to vibrating.

At her request again, I sat back, spread my thighs and moved a hand to lightly stroke my penis, my free hand dropping to cup my sac, gently squeezing as she told me that tonight it would be all about the pleasure of watching and listening.  It was her way of saying that there was no need to communicate what we would do as we generally did when we enjoyed each other while self-masturbating on webcam; instead we would watch, enjoy and just feel our own pleasure as if we were in the same room watching yet not touching each other.

As I watched her, she watched me, leaning back in my chair I showed off my arousal to her, letting her know that it is all for her and only her; at the same time she leaned back in her chair, spreading her legs showing off her glistening sex.  The sight of her neatly trimmed pussy only set my penis to throbbing even more with arousal, and with a soft groan I squeezed the base of my shaft wanting to prolong our time together.  As her eyes watched me on her screen, I watched as she lowered her hand between her thighs, her fingers rubbing lightly over her damp neither lips.

Then as I licked my lips, wishing I was there with her, I watched as her fingers parted through her labia, moving to dip into her wet opening.  Oh how I wish that was my tongue lapping at her honeyed sweetness, yet we both knew that was impossible; as I watched transfixed, my hand stroking along my length, I saw her bring her new between her legs.  Gasping as she did as the tip was guided into her pussy, I leaned forward to get a better view as she buried that faux phallus between her moist folds.

Moaning softly I teased the underside of my shaft as I watched the rabbit nose up against her clit, and watching her fingers flick the vibrator on, I saw her body give a small jump of surprise, which told me that she hadn’t played with her new toy until she showed it to me first.  As she worked the shaft in and out of her damp opening, I stroked my hand up and down my shaft, keeping time with her thrusting.  As her hips rose and fell grinding her clit against the nose of the rabbit, my own hips rocked forward with my stroking hand.

Her soft mews turned to gentle moans as her desire built, and as her pleasure rose to near the breaking point so did her soft cries of delight.  As her body shuddered, quaking, trembling for my hungry gaze, my own body seemed to shudder, my own release nearing.  With my deeper groans accompanying her softer moans, our eyes locked on each other’s gaze as our bodies rocked and writhed under the building pressure.  Letting her know that I was about to cum, she called out my name as her own body exploded around her new toy.  With her juices flowing around the rotating shaft, ropes of cum erupting from the tip of my penis.  With soft calls of love and promises to be home that weekend, we said our goodbyes; turning off our connection we each lay back in our chairs, spent.

I knew at that moment that the ring in the little box on my desk was the right thing to do, Susan understood me and we both were happy where we were in our relationship, and I knew that I had found the woman I wanted to spend the rest of my life with.  Especially when she buys new toys and shares them with me not only over the internet but also in person when next I am home from my business that keeps me away more than home.