Hello?
It had been a very hard, difficult day at work. The traffic coming home was even worse than usual. When I arrived home, I also found a note waiting for me on the coffee table. I'd forgotten that Julie, my wife had a late afternoon appointment herself, showing a home that she had a potential buyer for. Which meant, either warmed up left overs, or TV dinners again.
"Shit!" I stated. It had not been a good day. When the phone began ringing, the last thing I wanted was to listen to some salesperson trying to talk me into another credit card, a dream vacation, or becoming a member of the book of the month club or something. I'd nearly decided to let it keep ringing without answering had it not been for the fact I was waiting for an important call myself regarding the contracts I'd been negotiating.
"Hello?"
"Hey baby! Am glad I caught you. You just getting home?"
"Yeah, long day," I told her loosening my tie sitting down on the couch. "How's it going for you?"
"Oh you know, Sherri was a real bitch at work again today, which reminds me, she's throwing one of those adult toy parties tonight and wants me to come. But after the way she acted to day, I'm not sure I'm really in the mood to go."
"Sherri?" I thought. "Toy parties?" And suddenly it dawned on me, I wasn't talking to my wife Julie. "Ah listen..." I began, not sure how to tell this sexy sounding woman on the other end of the line that I wasn't the person she thought I was.
"So you think I should go then? I'm not sure I'm even comfortable enough to go. I won't know anyone else there, and sitting around looking at or touching those...those, well you know,"
"Vibrators," I found myself saying.
"Yeah, those, I mean...well you know I've never even used one. I know we talked about it, but I've always told you that you please me enough that I don't really think I need anything else."
OK, it had been a bad day all the way around, and I was in a bit of a shitty mood. Which is why perhaps I decided to string this out a little longer, see where it might lead, and if nothing else, giving me something to chuckle over afterwards.
"Speaking of pleasing..." I eased into the conversation. "Do you like the way I please you? Is there something I do that you really, really enjoy when I do it? Or something I haven't done that you wish I would do?"
I not only loosened my tie further, I took it off unbuttoning my shirt, settling back into the couch. I figured that any moment now she'd realize I wasn't the guy she thought she was talking to, and hang up. But until then, I thought I'd run with this, see just how far I could take it before she'd realized her mistake. I knew I was taking a big gamble here, but hell...why not? It was the first time I had smiled all day. There was a brief pause. I thought for sure she'd figured it out and was about to hang up.
"What do you mean?" she finally breathed into the phone.
"You know what I mean," I bluffed, hoping she'd give me something to work with here. She actually giggled.
"Boy you're in a mood aren't you?" she said with an obvious smile in her tone of voice. "You sure you can't come over tonight instead of tomorrow night?" she asked suggestively.
"I wish I could honey..." wondering if I had laid that on a little too thick. Maybe 'he' whoever he was, never called her that. But I covered it up as quickly as I could before she had time to think about it. "You know I'd love to, more than anything...I just can't. But I really am looking forward to seeing you tomorrow."
"Yeah, me too," she sighed. "It's been so long as it is."
"Too long," I added.
She sighed over the phone again. "Were you serious about what you just said?" she asked me.
"Ah yeah...I was. Really." I answered back, now wondering what I had gotten myself into here. But enjoying every moment of it. I even felt my cock beginning to stiffen, which surprised me after the day I'd had. But trying to imagine what this woman looked like on the other end of the line had me fantasizing about all kinds of things.
This time she giggled. And it was the same kind of giggle I'd heard my own wife make whenever she was aroused. Maybe it was the same way with this strange woman I was talking too. "Well, what I'd really like is for you to make love to me from behind," she said in a much softer voice, sounding almost as though timid, shy in her actually having said that.
"You mean doggy-style?" I blurted without realizing I had. To my relief however, she giggled again, though this time even louder.
"Are you getting as horny as I am?" she asked.
"Uh huh," I said honestly, because now, I really was. The bulge in my pants had now grown into a full-blown erection, and I surprised myself by unzipping my fly, releasing it, which I now began fondling while we talked.
"Are you surprised I asked you that?"
"No...not really, why?"
"Well, because we've never done it that way yet, and I was beginning to think that maybe it was because you didn't like it that way or something."
"Shit!" I thought to myself. I honestly didn't want to blow this; I was frankly having too much fun here, becoming more and more aroused by the moment. "Oh I do honey," I said feeling better about calling her that as she'd responded ok to it the last time. "In fact, I'm imagining you on the bed on your hands and knees right now," I ventured.
"Really? You are?
"Ah huh."
There was another brief pause. "You really are horny aren't you? I don't think I've ever heard you quite like this before," she told me.
"Well like you said, it's been a while," I stated, hoping that she'd accept that by way of explanation.
"Are you..."
"Am I what?" I asked, not at all sure what she was asking me.
"Are you, touching yourself?" I could hear the subtle change in her breath when she asked me that.
"Yes," I admitted, actually doing so, but wondering if by my admitting to it, how she'd react.
