A lot of phone conversations I had on the phone with my long-distance girlfriend Vera were intellectual, funny, sad, serious, or just plain nonsensical. But tonight's phone conversation went from serious to erotic.
I called Vera earlier, but she was watching "I Love New York," so I let her go while I continued writing some random novella about a young, bisexual woman and her various love affairs on her quest to find her soulmate. I had no idea where I came up with this. It was an out-of-the-blue thing I guessed.
It was about 12:19 a.m. when Vera called me back.
Me: "Hello?"
Vera: "Hey, Charlene. What's going on?"
Me: "Oh nothing. While you were watching TV, I just decided I'd continue on my novella. Was that episode of 'I Love New York' a re-run? The one where the midget was eliminated and she brought Buddha back?"
Vera: "Yes, it was. But I love that show! It cracks me up."
Me: "Uggghh...all TV has is reality shows. What happened to all the good shows that used to come on? This is why I don't watch TV anymore. I have enough reality going on outside my door. Why would I want to see it on my screen?"
Vera: "Hmmm...you have a point there, babe."
Me: "So, how was your day?"
Vera: "Girl, I am worn out! I had a doctor's appointment at 8:30 in the morning. Then I had a dentist's appointment at 10:45. I had to get my teeth cleaned plus two fillings. Then I needed to get some grocery shopping done. After I got home, I did about four loads of laundry and put all of the clothes away. I was in no mood for cooking so I ordered some Chinese and called it a night. My roommate is spending the night with her boyfriend, so I have the house to myself!"
Me: "Sounds like you had a hell of a day!"
Vera: "You don't have to tell me twice!"
For some strange reason, the sound of Vera's voice turned me on. I tried to shake off the feeling, but the more I resisted, the more intense it became. I swallowed hard doing everything in my will to control my raging hormones.
Vera: "What have you been up to today, hun?"
Me: "Nothing much. I had to work a four hour shift at the coffee shop. I found out I aced my geology final. No more science classes after this! I am so glad! Now I have my world history final to worry about."
Vera: "Don't worry too much. I have faith in you. You will do fine, doll."
Me: "Thanx, Vera. I hope I will."
I squeezed my thighs together to calm down the persistent throbbing in my clit. I knew I needed to release the tension, but I did not want to listen to my body, especially with Vera on the phone. We've been talking for two years now and neither of us have revealed our sexual sides to each other yet. I wanted to keep that on the low until we met each other in person.
Me: "What time is it?"
Vera: "It's almost 12:30. It is late. We should both catch up on some rest. I've got a long day ahead of me tomorrow. And you need to study for that geology final. I'll talk to you tomorrow, sweetcakes."
Dammit, I thought. I can't take this anymore!
Me: "Ummm...Vera?"
Vera: "Yes, darling?"
Me: "Remember what I told you last week...about what happens to me September?"
Vera: "Yeah, you said your hormones peak at that time and when I'd call you on the phone at 2:00 a.m., you were horny."
Me: "Well, I haven't quite recovered yet. By the beginning of January, it simmers down."
Vera: "Baby, are you trying to tell me something?"
Silence...
Vera: "You're horny, aren't you?"
Me: "Yes, I am."
Vera: "Well, you know what to do. Take care of it, honey."
My face turned all shades of red and pink as I gripped the metal bars of the bedposts fighting off the urge to release the aggravating tautness building between my legs. On top of that, I was scared as hell to ask Vera to stay on the phone with me as I did not want to relieve myself in solitude that night. So I tried to say it to her without actually saying it.
Me: "I don't want to do it alone, but I don't want to deprive you of your sleep, so I'll resist tonight. I mean--"
Vera cut me off.
Vera: "I know what you mean. You want me to stay on the phone with you while you masturbate. Am I right?"
Fuck! I thought. Dammit! Did she have to burst my bubble?
Me: "Yes, but you don't have to if you don't want to. I mean, there can be other times. Besides, this is bad timing isn't it?"