Night Calls
Seven o’clock on the dot as she logged into her computer, switching her phone to inbound calls. This was her nightly routine, working a nine to five was never for her so when she came across an add in the paper for a call center for night shift she jumped at the chance. Only talking to people over the phone and no actual physical interaction with them was her dream job. What she didn't find out until after she was hired was exactly what type of inbound calls she would be taking.
7:15 her first call of the night.
The voice on the other sounded shaky and nervous, clearly his first time doing this. It was good if you could get a sense for the client, feed into his wants and needs and in this case i would let him feel like he was the more experienced one in the situation. Someone who was new to this had a tendency to get courage feeling like they were in control and the dominant one.
“Umm hi, my name is Lily.: my voice sounding shy and timid.
“That’s a very pretty name, I’m Eric.” I could already hear the change in his voice.
“I really like your name too….Eric.” His name slipped past my lips, almost sounding like a whisper.
“You sound really sweet Lily, I bet you taste sweet too.” Hmm bold on his part.
“I don't know I’ve never tasted myself.” Clearly this was new for me or so he thought.
“Really, can you taste yourself for me Lily?” He asked but it was more like him telling me.
“O..okay for you I can Eric.” I shuffled in my seat making it sound like I was actually giving into his request.
“Are you touching yourself baby?” I could hear the sound of his zipper and shuffling after.
“Yes Eric.” i let out a few small moans
“Fuck….baby i want you to call me Daddy okay, can you do that for me.” The gruff sound of his voice echoing through the phone made me roll my eyes at his chosen nickname.
“Mmmm yes D..daddy.” Another moan escaping my lips.
“Such a good girl for Daddy. Tell Daddy how wet you are?” His voice seemed darker, clearly feeling the effects of the adrenaline rush going to both his heads. Silently I laughed, it was always the same with the first timers. Once they felt like they were in charge of you they became who they secretly desired to be in the bedroom.
“It’s embarrassing Daddy.” My voice is coming off weak and unsure.
“Baby you don't want to upset Daddy do you?” I could hear his faint grunts in between words.
“No Daddy.” I whispered.
“Be Daddy's good girl and tell me how wet you are, don't make Daddy punish you.” My ears peaked in interest, i was never one to turn away from a good punishment in my real life,
“Aah I’m so wet Daddy, it feels so good.” I continued moaning, pretending to enjoy the sensation my fingers are giving me.
“Fuck, all wet and dirty for Daddy huh baby. Such a good girl.” His grunting got louder so I matched his pace.
“I like being Daddy's good girl.” My voice sounding breathy.
“Keep going for Daddy.” I could hear it in his voice, he was close. Time to finish him off.
“Daddy please, I want to cum for you. I can't take it much longer.'' I began panting hard and fast, letting little moans and pleading cries come out.
“Fuck baby, yes yes. Daddy's going to cum for you, cum for me baby.”
“Daddy.” I sounded out of breath as I came for him, screaming for him.
“Oh fuck fuck baby.” A loud animalistic growl came from his end as I could hear the sound of his shallow breathing.
“Did i do a good job Daddy?” My shy innocent voice coming back.
“You did such a good job for Daddy baby. Now it's time for you to taste yourself for me.” His breathing slowly went back to normal.
O..okay Daddy.” This was a good time to bring in props or my pudding cup I brought for a snack. Moving closer so he could hear me insert my fingers inside myself coating my finger, which in actuality I was just dunking them inside my pudding cup. I could hear his faint moans of approval on the other end.
“So fuckin wet for Daddy, now taste them.” I told myself and I obliged. Moaning as I indulged in the chocolatey goodness of my pudding, sucking and moaning for him.
“Tell me how you taste baby?” His sharp tone was waiting in anticipation.
“Mmm Daddy i taste so good.” I continued sucking.
“Fuck i want you.” He growled, sounding territorial which I wasn't complaining about. I had a thing for dominant and possessive men.
“I want you too Daddy.” I stopped, cleaning my fingers
“Too bad that's not possible considering you can't meet any of your callers.” He let out a small laugh, almost sounding frustrated.
“Yeah too bad.” Why the hell did I sound disappointed with my response?
“Thank you Lily, for making me feel comfortable.” His genuine tone sounded much more like his real self than the nervous wreck who called.
“Don't thank me, it's my responsibility to make sure my Daddy is satisfied.” My voice is sweet and soft towards him.
“Well you definitely satisfied me and more.” He laughed.
“Well I'm not your good girl for nothing.” I let out a small giggle in return.
“Do you think it would be okay if I called you again sometime?” He was a bit nervous about my response.
“Of course you can, I'd like that.” I never agreed to that with my other callers. It was honestly the luck of the draw unless you flagged a caller which I never did. Why was he different?
“I'll talk to you soon Lily.” I just knew he was smiling.
“Can't wait Eric.” Get a grip, he’s a client.
“Goodnight Lily.”
“Goodnight Eric.” And with that the call ended.
“So when's the wedding?” Sara, my annoying coworker who sits a few seats away from me stood up and mocked.
“Unless you want the phone shoved straight up your asshole I suggest you mind your damn business before you end up hurt.” My eyes darkened in annoyance.
“Ooh kinky, I like it.” She winked, blowing me a kiss before sitting back down.
Sitting back down myself, I finished my remaining pudding, mumbling death threats to Sara the whole time. If Eric only knew the real me.