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You hadn't expected your night to be like this, maybe your loneliness, or hormones have just gotten the best of you; so here you are, dialing the number for a phone sex hotline with a nervous lump in your throat. You bring the device up to your ear as soon as the number begins dialing, and your breath hitches as a voice echoes throughout the speaker.
"Hello, you have reached 1-800-no nights alone, what are you looking for?" The voice is female, and dripping with sensuality with every rise and fall of her octaves. "Uh-um, a male. Yea I'm looking to talk with a male human." You wince at your choice of words, thinking about how the obviously confident woman on the other end probably thinks you're a complete idiot.
"You got it, I'll connect you with someone right away. Have fun." Her kind and quite sexy voice disappears, and your heart begins to race to the point of you wondering if you're going to throw up once a new, strange, and much deeper voice replaces hers. "Hello? Are you there?" You don't realize you've completely spaced out until he interrupts your anxious thoughts and self scolding.
"Uh-hi! Sorry, I was um, nothing I was doing nothing. Hi." You wince again as you realize you sound like the least sexy person who's probably ever used this hotline. 'You're supposed to be having phone sex, not inviting him to a birthday party. Get your shit together.' You think to yourself, taking a deep breath.
He chuckles on the other end. "Hi. It's nice to meet you. You seem a bit tense, are you nervous?" His voice sends shockwaves through your body since you completely zoned out when he spoke before, so now it's like hearing his voice for the first time. It's smooth and soothing, yet holds a certain edge to it that gives you an idea as to why he's a phone sex operator. His voice is hot as fuck.
"To be honest, yes. I've never done anything like this before." You speak honestly, figuring there's nothing that can really go wrong by just telling the truth. "Well, I can promise you that there's nothing to be nervous about. You're safe with me, and i'm going to take very good care of you tonight. Are you laying down?" Your stomach does flips, your cheeks getting so hot you're sure heat is coming off of them.
"No, I'm not laying down. I should probably do that right?" His warm chuckle comes from the other end of the line, making you smile to yourself as you scoot back on your bed and shimmy your body down until you're lying horizontally on top of the plush, messy covers. "Yes, you should probably do that first. Are you settled now? Comfortable?" The genuine curiosity in his voice almost makes you forget he's payed to do this.
"Y-yes, I'm comfortable. Are you?" You curse at yourself, bringing the phone away from your face for a moment to mouth why the fuck would you ask that. "Yes, I'm very comfortable. I want you to do something for me, does that sound ok with you?" You swallow hard. It's happening.
