Your Wifes Lesbian Fantasy Phone Sex

Advice for the wayward phone sex girl: a script

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The challenges of the phone sex girl!

They are housewives, mothers, single girls and working women who are employed to be that sweet voice on the other end of the phone when you call.

But... Find a service that does realistic "call-backs"

If only phone-sex ladies knew just how many callers have fantasies about their own wives.!!!!!

I've always thought a phone sex girl should have a script.

So here is another working girl's script for a call titled:

"Your Wife's Lesbian fantasies"

"Because a single kiss... can lead to a dangerous obsession."

The words which follow are not meant for instant gratification!

They are intentionally drawn out and extended... for long sensual experience.

Our cast of characters:

John : you< the husband

Kim (Kimberly): your ever faithful and beautiful wife

Heather: (our inimitable bi-sexual phone sex girl) who has had an opportunistic tryst with your wife.

(You must copy, "replace all" the names John and Kim (Kimberly) in this script to you and your wife's real names for more realism. )

Let us begin by Heather calling you on your home phone:>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>your phone rings>>>>>>>>>

John?,....my name is Heather.

I'm calling for Kim.

Is she there?

She's not?

Awww, I really wanted to talk to your wife if I could.

Who am I?

I'm a....a friend of Kimberly's.

I'm Heather.

She hasn't mentioned my name?

Well, we met at a bar while she was out with her girlfriends awhile ago.

I can't believe she never mentioned my name, John!

No, I wasn't in her group.

I was bartending and we were talking a lot at the bar while I was working.

You, uh....don't know about me then, do you?

John....your wife is so nice.

I was having a hard time in my life and she made me feel like everything would be OK.

I wanted to....uh...ask her some things..

Well, she was like a mentor to me that night.

I'm much younger than she is and all the experiences in her life she shared and they ...helped me out.

Me?

I'm 22.

Your wife is older than me but she sure doesn't look it.

Kimberly looks like she could be my sister.

She is so special, John.

Well...I was actually the barmaid that night.

I'm a single mom and that's hard.

What do I look like?

I'm about 5'4". I've got blonde hair and hazel eyes.

How long?

Well, I put it up a lot because I keep it so long, but it comes way down my back.

Me?

I work out. I'm very athletic.

My weight?

About 130 or so if I keep working out, lol!

Kim knows a lot about what I'm going through being a single mom.

I have to work two jobs.

Me?

Go out on dates and stuff?

Not often. I hardly get out.

I mean I'm pretty and all. Men find me attractive but I just don't have time.

I was talking with your wife about that exact thing and she said I have to get out more.

But I have the baby, you know......

She knew what I was going through.

She was so nice and understanding to me.

What happened that night?

Well, all her friends had to leave

But she came back into the bar to talk with me

John, your wife is so confident and so sure of herself!

I want to talk with Kimberly again.

Oh, god I don't know what I mean.

Didn't she say anything about me at all?

Didn't she mention my name?

Heather???

.John....I really wanted to ...ask her something important: now.

When will she be home?

Will you ask her to call me?

I gave your wife my phone number.

I think......

John.

There is something.....

I'm going to just go ahead and tell you, OK?

Maybe you would understand.

I mean: two women...and it being your wife and all.

Oh, God, I don't know what I mean.

I have to tell you.

It seems like you really want to know.

Your wife and I were talking.

She was still there at the end of my shift.

We wanted to talk some more.

We went to my car.

John, Kim was so nice to me!

She was so attentive and caring.

The more we talked....the more I felt attracted to her!

Do you understand what I mean?

It wasn't her idea at all, John.

I wanted to show her how much I enjoyed being with her.

Jon.

Is it OK if.... I tell you more?

I can't believe she hasn't talked with you about me.

I couldn't help it.

She was so sweet.

So caring.

Kim is so lovely, John. You know that , don't you?

I just wanted to show her...to let her know.

Oh, God, John.

I kissed her.

I couldn't help it.

It was just a little kiss.

It was just like: affectionate to let her know she was so nice.

She drew away a little.

I was so embarrassed I did that!

But Kim was so understanding, John.

She didn't get upset.

She explained she knew I was by myself and maybe I was lonely and she told me she understood.

She made me feel OK about it....and that was so cool.

I don't know.....it was so spontaneous, John.

She even held my hand to reassure me.

She made me feel...... at ease with what I did.

Then Kim started to compliment me; telling me how pretty I was and that any man...or woman...would naturally be attracted to me.

She explained how she had been watching me moving behind the bar.

And the way I looked ...anyone would think I was sexy.

Then John, she told me...

If I wanted to kiss her again it would be OK!

Oh, God, it was all I wanted to do!

I wanted to kiss her so bad!

And I did.

Kimberly didn't pull away.

She let me.

I felt her squeeze my hand.

Her lips were soft.

John, I heard her sigh and knew she liked it.

Our lips were on each others.

She smelled so wonderful and so feminine.

I tested her kiss, then.

She let my tongue on hers.

Soon our tongues were all over one anothers.

John....

John, there in the front seat of my car our arms were around each other.

It was dark in the parking lot.

I felt her touch me.

I felt her hold me. Oh God it was so good!

She opened her mouth to mine.

Kimberly's open mouth kisses were so....wonderful

all I wanted was more and more.

I couldn't get enough.

As soon as we'd break away, Kim could hear me gasp.

She let me kiss her neck, her throat.

I had my hands in her hair.

She moaned like it was what she had been waiting for all night!

I couldn't help myself.

your wife is so lovely John.

Her soft skin, the taste of her, her gorgeous hair and the nape of her neck just begged to be kissed.

There in the darkness of my car she let me hold her.

She let me kiss her.

Her kisses back.... were exciting me like I couldn't believe.

They thrilled me.

Her tongue was all over mine.

We kissed so long and so deep.

John, Kimberly is wonderful.

Her body seemed voluptuous underneath those clothes.

The way your wife's breasts were so full with their own weight

Made me want to discover them

So obvious under her pretty dress;

it was so certain she had intentionally spent a lot of time looking nice for her night out with the girls.

She had let me single her out and separate her from that little flock of girlfriends

made it all the more exciting.

The way she kisses, tastes and smells...even how she was dressed that night...

I was intoxicated.

Everything about this older woman was new and exciting.

Yes, I'm Bi.

But I'm not a lesbian if you know what I mean

I do have a true lesbian friend who is a real "player"

She told me something about married women that I never understood.

She said that 60% of all straight women have lesbian fantasies.

That it was proven in case studies and surveys.

At least half of those actually act on their desires.

That's like....every one in three straight women act on their curiousity.

And there are more out there than actually admit it.

Society is so ...open today

Then she said what excited her most were the few liaisons she had with heterosexual women.

Married women.

Married with jobs, a house and families.

Women who thought they would never have a lesbian relationship.

She also told me straight women require so much work: so much attention.

But the one's who submitted were the most sensual.

None of those straight women ever expected the arousal which came from a female lover, she said.

She would describe how they would resist.

Then describe the strange ways in which they submitted.

How willing they were in the end.

How responsive.

Their first time with her.

That's when I suddenly realized what my friend meant.

Kimberly had been so coy.

And it wasn't like I was trying to coerce your wife, really I wasn't John.

But I sensed Kim was playing out fantasies all night with me in particular!

Her attention to me at the bar was more than friendliness.

She was watching me the whole time she was talking to her friends.

She was making eye contact.

She was getting my attention whenever she could.

John.

Your wife is so beautiful and so sexy.

Her breasts, John...

Kim's are so full. So voluptuous.

They...... invited me, there is no other way to put it.

You haven't asked me about my breast size, John.

I'm surprised.

Or my measurements either haved you?

I thought you'd like to know

I'm a 34B-26-38

I'm so bi-sexual. I know it. I accept it.

My girl partners, and honestly there are not many, have always been girls my age or younger.

They were always tight athletic and honestly...small breasted.

But your wife, John?

She is so much more mature.

Your wife, OMG!

So sexy with so much more that makes you want to explore every curve.

I reached and touched them.

She let me.

She looked down at my hand doing it.

She whispered my name.

"Heather is there someplace we can go?" she asked.

My apartment was nearby, I explained

She said: "yes."

I started my car and drove us to my place.

Sitting next to me, Kim was so vibrant and mature.

Her dress was up her legs more than necessary.

Those hoop earrings peeking from under her pretty hair all done so nicely.

, that classy jewelry she wore.

The smell of her so inviting.

I'm just in my work slacks and blouse.

I'm driving to my apartment

And your wife is sitting there next to me like a treasure.

I reached over and touched her leg John.

She was so smooth in her pantyhose.

She didn't resist.

Kim opened her legs to my hand John.

I slid it up her thigh.

She took her hand and rested it on my arm gently.

She let me do whatever I wanted.

There on Kim's finger was your engagement ring and her wedding band.

It was so impossible shimmering there in the faint light of my car!

That this beautiful married woman would ignore those rings and be tempted by me...

It was a special thrilling kind of excitement!

Your pretty wife opened those legs......

My fingers were on the crotch of her pantyhose.

She was letting me touch.

I could feel the mound of her pussy.

I could sense her wetness on my fingers.

Somewhere during the evening your wife had removed her panties.

Or maybe she never put them on to start with?

She let me.

Kim wanted me there, John.

I caressed her shielded pussy until her dress rode up her waist

And her hips wriggled to the edge of the passenger seat.

I caressed that hungry pussy through those pantyhose our whole drive to my apartment.

Even at every stoplight.

Her head found my shoulder.

She touched me in ways no married woman would touch another female.

My nipples were hard under my bra.

She whispered things to me that no heterosexual woman would ever say to a 22 year old young mother.

I was so fucking hot for your wife, John.

At my apartment

I paid the babysitter and sent her home.

Kimberly sat on my sofa.

I got us a glass of wine.

Suddenly Kim seemed hesitant.

And I sensed her reverting.

Your wife became confused and restless.

unsure of what was going to happen in my apartment.

And you know what?

My lesbian friends words came back to haunt me.

"Heather, married women need so much attention. They are so much work."

I never knew or cared what was in that statement before.

But now I knew for sure what my lesbian friend had meant.

This was my first time with someone as wonderful as your wife, John.

I didn't want to Kim to change her mind.

She was more than some prize...I truly needed to be with her

Desperately

I thought to myself, "Not now, please!"

Your wife had led me along this far I just couldn't let her go.

I just couldn't.

I would beg her if I had to!

The wine helped some.

She hadn't asked to leave, which was good.

I tried to think of something quickly that would relax her.

And take Kim's mind off her apprehension.

I was desperate.

I started talking about the way I felt about her.

I explained how wonderful the evening had been for me: meeting her, talking with her and now...being alone with her.

I told her I knew in my heart she was interested in me.

I didn't know what to do.

I only knew your wife was probably thinking about her life, her family...and John...probably her unfaithfulness to her husband.

I was desperate to come up with something to distract her.

I told her I wanted to show her something.

I opened my laptop on the coffee table.

John....has your wife ever watched porn?

We all have from time to time but I was curious if Kim ever had?

She was non-committal. She wouldn't admit if she ever had.

But you know what I think?

She has.

Maybe it was softcore like the L Word or different girl-girl stuff on TV that she thought about later... privately.

I asked Kim about certain fantasies she might have had....we're they like mine?

Those things that made us curious ...made both of us search out more ....uh, information...

So I rushed into opening the screen right there on the coffee table in front of us.

I quickly said

that maybe it would be fun to watch something erotic for a minute or two.

.......two attractive women together.

It had taken only a minute to open,

But there it was in front of us.

Kim wasn't uncomfortable with the images at all, John.

At first she giggled some.

But then she got quiet.

She began watching so carefully.

With all her attention.

And I knew what was going through her mind.

Other women were doing what she was about to do.

classy women.

These weren't sluts on the screen before her.

They were beautiful lesbian actresses.

Their joy was obvious.

Real.

Unscripted.

And erotic in the most feminine of situations leaving no doubt in Kim's mind I am sure, that

So many other women had thoughts like hers

So many more acted on those impulses.

She wasn't alone.

On the contrary.

I used that moment, John.

We sat together

I began to touch your wife

The way I wanted to....since almost the first moment she caught my eye in the bar.

I was finally holding those wonderful breasts,

Squeezing them through Kim's thin dress and bra:

making your wife want to kiss me.

John....

Do you feel like masturbating?

Are you holding your cock now?

because

I want you to.

I want you to hold you cock.

please go slow for me.

please don't come yet.

I have so much more to say.

I want to describe what your wife and I were doing fully

I want you to hear from me everything the two of us did in my apartment.

There..

we could only hear the actresses passion.

Our eyes had closed.

We held each other, embracing side by side, knees together, hip to hip our bodies together kissing while I fondled her sitting together on the sofa.

I stroked her, I squeezed her.

And then John, my hand went up her thigh again, just like in my car.

she opened those warm thighs again for me.

My fingers were caressing hot pussy underneath the crotch panel of her pantyhose.

She opened the belt of her dress for me John.

So I could get my hand underneath those pantyhose.

We were kissing so long and so deep.

Girls can kiss the whole night.

Your wife knows how to kiss, omg!

Her lips, her mouth and her tongue were all over mine.

John she had become so wet for me.

Kim doesn't shave . I felt those soft curls...

So soft and damp.

I had my fingers against your wife's pussy.

John.

I rubbed her.

I did it for so long, John...touching and opening her cunt gaping wide

I had my fingers inside her.

Deep up inside her warm wet pussy.

Kim fucked them, John... there is no other explanation.

She was becoming more an more uninhibited.

I found her G-spot and massaged it, entering and withdrawing my fingers from her wet vagina.

Your wife moaned and kissed me harder.

I felt her hands on my breast!

Her touch was tentative at first.

But then she wanted my blouse opento get at them.

She pulled my bra down over the top of my breasts.

She was playing with my nipples.

Squeezing my breasts.

I told her John...

I told her I wanted them sucked.

I get fingering her pussy.

Then Kim started kissing them.

Then John....she was sucking them...sucking on them so good.

Oh, God...

Your wife's lips were like heaven.

She was sucking my nipples so fucking good.

They were all wet with her spit.

The more I fingered her

The more passionate she got with them.

I found her clitoris.

It was this beautiful wet bud: hungry to come.

I scissored it. I rolled three fingers about its circumference.

I dipped them up inside her again, then came back to rub her clitoris some more.

I whispered, "Kim I want you to come for me."

That was all it took.

Your wife started to come for me.

It was so fucking hot.

She broke away from my titties and crushed her mouth to mine.

My wrist was trapped by the elastic band of her pantyhose.

And I put those fingers way up inside her . I could feel the bump of her g-spot on my fingertips.

I stiffened them and massaged it.

Those full hips came up off the sofa.

She was crying and groaning so loud I thought she'd wake the baby.

I didn't stop.

I finger-fucked that pussy hard and fast

She squirmed and fucked at my fingers!

It was so intense for her....she stopped kissing me and threw back her head.

Oh how I watched your wife's face then.

Her tightly knit brows, her open mouth gasping, the tightening of her body.

She held on to me , gripping and holding wherever she could.

She was so excited.

She ended by fucking my fingers so hard!

she came for me, John

I felt her vagina seize both fingers. Your beautiful wife's pussyhole grasped them, held my fingers tight

I felt the walls of her vagina grasp..... and hold ......and pulse while she had her orgasm!

Oh, god.... the way Kim came for me.

She couldn't have had an orgasm in a long time.

Although it was hiked up around her waist, she was still in her dress.

It had happened so quickly.

My wrist was still held snugly by the waistband of her pantyhose.

And I waited until my fingers felt the last faint, small pulse

Up inside her babyhole.

I was watching her until she opened her eyes and looked at me..

I was so fucking hot for her , John.

I started getting her out of that dress.

And She didn't stop me.

I was kissing her like crazy while I took off her clothes.

I took off her shoes and stripped those pantyhose off her beautiful legs.

I wanted to see those breasts.

I wanted them in my face.

I wanted to taste them...to suck them.

Kim was pulling my blouse off.

She was trying to get my slacks off.

I helped her.

Oh, God, your wife's breasts were so fucking awesome.

So full....her swollen nipples all erect.

Oh fuck I wanted them so bad.

They were in my mouth.

I was sucking them ....so good \!