Inappropriate Caller

Finding the Perv

Brianna

Erika's friend came through with the reverse lookup on the phone number and came back just the information I needed. She gave it to me just before I was heading out to lunch.

"Hey Brianna, here's the info you asked for," she said, handing me a piece of paper with a name and an address.

"Thanks girl, I'll handle it from here." I said

"Don't go getting your ass in trouble. And if you do, you ain't get this from me," she said, raising her eyebrows.

"I ain't gonna get in trouble girl, besides, I wouldn't throw you under the bus anyway. I'm just gonna have some fun, that's all." I assured her.

During lunch, I decided to find out where this motherfucker lived and see if I could find out what he looked like if possible. As I looked at the address, I knew it had to be incorrect as it was an address to an office building in the financial district. The phone number must have been a business cell phone and it was registered to the office. It figures, it would be a perv who worked downtown and used his business phone to make obscene phone calls.

"Erika, that address was his place of work," I told her as I walked back towards work.

"Are you serious?" she replied.

"Yeah girl, I'm gonna have to try this another way."

I figured I would call the perv later on tonight when I got home. However it would have been nice to find out what he looked like, but I didn't want to go to the man's place of work and ask, who's been jerking off over the phone early in the mornings.

Rushing into the office building with my lunch in my hand, I saw Mr. Handsome leaving my building, ironically as I was entering the building through the revolving door and he was exiting. We looked at each other as we spun around in a circle. I stopped when I entered and he stopped just outside when he exited.

I wanted to get his number or at least his name but if I had stayed any longer, I would've been super late and I didn't need my job sayin anything about me being late. We stared at each other through the revolving door; he smiled and waved as I walked backwards toward the elevators. I smiled and waved, hoping to run into him again.

Mr. Handsome was on my mind the entire rest of the day, so much so I could hardly focus on work, however it did make the day go by faster. I couldn't wait to get home and call the perv and see how he handles it when someone calls him to get their nut off. I also couldn't stop thinking about Mr. Handsome. The way he looked at me through the door, he looked like he could have eaten me alive, and I would watch him do it.

Shortly after my shower I thought of calling the perv since I was feeling frisky before going to bed. I laid on my bed and dialed his number - privately, of course. I wasn't sure he would answer the phone because it probably showed on his caller ID as an unknown caller, to my surprise - he actually answered.

"Hello," a deep voice said from the other end.

"Well hello," I said, getting into the role of sexy seductress.

"Hi?"

"I need your help Sir."

"Who is this?" he asked. He sounded as if he was getting frustrated. So I decided to turn it up a notch.

"Who do you need me to be, baby?"

"Hmmm, do I know you?" He was inquisitive about who was calling him baby.

"Yes and no. I need your help."

"How can I help you?"

"Help me come - hard." I said as I pulled out my clit buzzer out of the side table drawer. I pushed the power button and it buzzed feverishly in my hand.