It was 9.20pm on a Thursday night. She didn't recognise the number and for a moment thought about not answering it, but then a pleasant shiver coarsed up her spine reminding her of who it might be.
"Hello?"
"Hello Monique. It's Bodie. That was a brave move writing your number on the back of the receipt. She could of easily of seen it and you would have been busted!"
Her laughter in response gave away her true feelings. "To be honest Bodie, I was actually hoping she would because I was still imagining her having an orgasm at the table whilst I was writing my number down!"
"Really?" Bodies' tone was feigned surprise but convincing enough to make Monique feel more relaxed about what she had done.
"Well yes, actually. Do you realise how wet my knickers were as you were leaving that day? It was awful! I went straight to the bathroom to try and dry them out a little and...."
"And use the hand dryer?" he quipped.
"Oh my God Bodie! Is there anything you don't know?"
"Well yes actually, there are lots of things and that's why it's so much fun exploring and experimenting. It's the best way to learn about things which are real and know exactly what's involved as opposed to imagining like so many people do! That's one of the main reasons why so many girls don't ever actually proceed with exploring their fantasies because at some point during their fantasies something negative will happen and this will put them off, scare them away. Such a shame!"
"You are so right about that Bodie. Many times I have done exactly that. I am getting really turned on by what could be and then I imagine something like....what if he doesn't like my body....what if he doesn't like my pussy and like, my mind then says, "I would be so embarrassed and wish I'd never done this or that so yeah, what I'm trying to say is, you are right!"
"Ok so, is that all you wanted to say, to tell me I am right or is there something else Monique?"
"Well....er....ummm....yes, I suppose....I....oh great! Like now I actually feel super stupid for writing my number down. Ok, don't worry about me, I'm just a silly waitress who was fantasising. I'm going to go hide under my duvet."
"No, no, no, you're hardly a silly waitress! Why do you think I involved you in the Café?"
"Ummm....Yes....I wondered why as well but only the day afterwards. I was actually getting my pussy licked by one of my regular fuck-buddies and he was like, doing it all wrong as usual. I've told him a thousand times but he forgets and ends up slurping away like a dog in a food bowl!"
Bodies' laughter was so loud, she had to hold the phone away from her ear.
"Owww, that hurt my ears Bodie! It wasn't that funny!"
I'm sorry Monique but I have always owned dogs and your analogy was just too graphic and hilarious. Yeah, I know. Guys are their own worst enemy. You've gone to the trouble to explain it to him how many times?"
"Like literally, at least ten times."
"Ok, ten times that would be intolerable for me. Having to repeat myself even once is bad enough let alone ten times. That's kind of pathetic I have to say, sorry."
"Oh, no need to be sorry Bodie. The only reason why he's still even in my contacts list is because I've been so busy so busy with work and dancing and study that I haven't had time to find a replacement!"
"Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha....you make him sound like a pair of shoes!"
Monique couldn't help but giggle. "Yes I suppose you are right about that. It's bad enough feeling silly, now I'm feeling like an ungrateful bitch!"
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Handsome Deviant
RomanceIn primary school Bodie knew he was different from the other boys. The way he thought about girls and how he spoke and played with them was way beyond his years. As a teenager and then into his early twenties his escapades evolved and matured into...