The phone rang despite the late hour. Lexie rolled over in the bed and reached for the phone.
"Hello?"
"This is an obscene phone call. Please don't hang up."
Recognizing Kevin, from the plant where they both worked, Lexie laughed. Kevin was a Shift Coordinator who had transferred about a year ago from another plant that had closed. He had been near retirement but now needed to keep working as his wife, when he'd accepted the job at this plant, had told him he was going on his own and she was leaving him and their 28 year marriage. While he was very competent, mostly, he was a gruff man who seldom smiled, let alone joked. Although he had become more personable in the last few months, this was still unusual coming from him. But Lexie couldn't help but laugh.
"We've had a spill, Lex."
In her role as environmental coordinator, Lexie had to be notified of any spill happening at the plant where she worked, even if they happened overnight. Lexie took note of the details, discussed containment and clean up with Kevin and as they were ready to hang up, Kevin said "Hope you liked the obscene portion of the call!"
"There was an obscene portion to this call? I must have missed it."
"I'll do better next time. Goodnight."
Lexie hung up and went back to sleep.
Two nights later, the phone rang again but earlier this time.
"Hello?"
"This is an obscene phone call, don't hang up."
"Kevin? What are you doing at work? I thought you were done this morning."
"I'm not at work. I'm giving you a real obscene phone call this time."
"Are you serious?" Lexie was laughing.
"You seemed disappointed the other night. Thought I'd show you that the old man isn't dead yet."
"Really?"
"You in bed yet?"
"Not quite."
"You still in your work clothes?"
"No."
"What are you wearing?"
"Well, considering I just got out of the shower, I'm only wearing my robe. You're not seriously going to get obscene, are you?"
"Haven't you heard of dirty old men, little girl?"
Lexie laughed "Somehow I'm not all that surprised that you'd be one of them."
"Go to your bed and pull back the covers. Then, remove your robe."
"You've got to be kidding!"
"I'm very serious little girl, get naked on your bed."
"Kevin!"
"Are you on the bed yet?"
"No."
"Don't make me angry, little girl!"
"Or what?"
"Or I might just come over there and teach you a lesson."
"And what lesson would that be?"
"That you should do as you're told or face very serious consequences."
"Who died and made you king?"
"Come on little girl, you've been single for a few months now, you need this as much as I do. So do as you're told, take that robe off and get on your bed."
Lexie had indeed become single again only a few months before, after a bitter separation from her boyfriend. As with most couples going in different directions, the physical part of the relationship had been almost nonexistent so she had to admit to herself that she was quite horny.
"Okay, I'm on the bed now. Robe is off."
"Did you tell me you just came out of the shower?"
"Yes"
"So your hair is still wet?"
"Damp, yes."
"Mmmm. I like damp hair. I like running my fingers through it. You don't have your hair up in a braid already, do you?"
"Nope, it's down.:
"How come you never wear it down at work? It's always in a braid. Don't you get bored with that?"
"I braid it for a few reasons. One, it's safer in the plant. It can't catch in anything. Two, it's more professional. Three, it keeps hands away."
"What's wrong with hands playing in your hair? Don't you like it?"
"Oh, I like it alright. I like it too much. That's why it can't happen at work."
"Oh! So it turns you on!"
