Amanda felt butterflies in her stomach, her heart raced like a teenager's. Guilt clawed at the back of her mind, but an overpowering wave of excitement and arousal swept it aside. Her fingers hovered over the phone's screen, hesitating before finally pressing the send button. She let out a shaky breath as she watched the message fly into the digital abyss, carrying with it a piece of her resolve.

*Text message:

"Hey there, sexy. I hope this message finds you well. I must admit, my fingers are trembling as I type this. Life's been a whirlwind lately, you haven't replied for a while. What are you up to, babe? Need another sexy photo to make your day better? 😉😘"

A sigh escaped her plump lips, a sigh of relief mixed with anticipation. Guilt still lingered in the back of her mind, but it was overshadowed by the thrill of what might come next. She felt a flush rise to her cheeks, an involuntary response to the boldness of her message. With a newfound sense of daring, she set her phone down, her heart racing as she waited, hoping for a response quickly.