I’d laugh if I weren’t so nervous right now. Never in my life had I even thought about having phone sex. But the thought of Calvin naked in his bed with his cock in his hand sets me more on fire than my blush does.
“Put me on speakerphone.”
“The kids might hear.”
“Do you have earbuds?”
“Oh, yeah… duh.”
I have a pair in my nightstand drawer for when I watch YouTube on my tablet after the kids have gone to bed. I pull them out, put only one in my ear, then set the phone down next to me. “Done,” I say.
“Do you have lube? You’re going to need it.”
“Yeah.”
I grab the bottle from the same drawer and pour a splash into my hand. I close the lid and toss the bottle somewhere on the bed before rubbing my hands together and fisting my length again.
“What else do you want me to do?”
“God, I love how responsive you are. I can’t tell you how much that turns me on.”
I can’t help but smile at that, filled with a weird sense of pride.
“Make sure your hole is lubed. We’re going to play with that later.”
While my face is still hot, I do all that he asks of me. I’m eager to please him and stop being so basic.
My fingersinks around and in my hole, getting it perfectly slick. When I finish, I wipe my free hand on my comforter.
“Okay, I’ve done it.”
“Spell it out for me, Tiger. What have you done exactly?”
With a deep breath, I exhale and dive headfirst into dirty talk. “I shoved my fingers into my hole—”
“How many?”
“Two.”
“Hot…”
“I spread the lube around and then pushed my fingers inside to get it all oiled.”
“How did that feel?”
Jesus. “Uhm, good. Really good.”
“Did you imagine they were my fingers?”
I close my eyes and nod. “Yeah, I did.”
“Do you want to know what I’m doing?”
“You’re on your bed naked?”
“Not anymore…”
He leaves it hanging for me to guess, but I can’t. I have no idea what he’s doing, but I’m sure it’s something naughty. “Where are you?” I ask.
