So there I am on Yahoo IM in the SF bay area room. I'm chatting with this woman and things turn ...friendly. I'm thinking hey this is cool, were around the same age, same city, possible hook up right? So we get into it and she's really enjoying herself, I can be very creative in that area, guy's imagery and patience are everything, just a little hint.
Anyway, so the ultimate goal of cyber is a phone call, right, or possibly meeting a freak, but no one can possibly expect that upon first contact. I mean chatting can only go so far, kind of like a precursor for the REAL action so to speak. That is if you can call phone sex real action, I guess that point is debatable, but that's what this perverted horny douche was hoping for. Ladies, that's what every perverted horny douche is hoping for...fyi....so if you're into it, why not give the guy a real thrill and let him call you or vice versa. Now I realize this can be difficult, with your husband, boyfriend, or baby in the carriage next to you, but really give it some thought, it would help guys like me out!
Anyway back to the story, so were chatting it up and she's got me nice and woody. So I say to her like I always do, "Listen you're local, why do I call you". She was like "gee I don't know, I don't usually do that when I first talk to someone." But like I said I'm good and persuasive as well. So after a bit I talk her into it. I tell her give me five minutes, as I need to get a drink or some bullshit. Really what I need to do is turn off the stereo, get some lotion and tissues and get into bed. Remember I told you she had me nice and woody so she was playing her part too and I thought to myself ooh this is going to be one good session. So after I make my "drink" I give her a call from my cell. The minute I call her I hear my neighbor's loud ass phone ring though my studio wall. Now I've heard this phone ring many times, as I said it is loud so I really didn't think anything of it. The following is our conversation to the best of my remembrance:
Me: Hi there.
Her: Hi.
Me: So you were really getting me going there in chat sweetheart.
Her: Thank you, I was enjoying myself as well.
Me: So do you want to continue, you told me you were in bed in your panties, is that really true?
Her: No, (laughing) but I could be.
Me: Well go ahead then.
Her: Ok hold on, K.
Me: Of course.
Now at this point I hear my neighbor walking around in her studio, the floors creak, and like I said I had turned off the stereo and everything was quite and dark...hey its fantasy right.
Her: K, I back. Sorry I was lying about being in bed.
Me: No problem, I actually told you a little lie too, my name is not J***, it's actually J****, sorry about that.
The reason for this confession on my part was purely selfish; I wanted to hear her saying my name when we were into it, told you I was a perverted horny douche.
Her: Really, J****.
