She reached up to adjust her headset. "Well, I like a lot of things. I might seem sweet as pie, but I'm really a very dirty girl. I need a spanking to smarten me up and then a bath to clean me up. Do you want to spank and bathe me, daddy?”
She pictured Jared as she spoke, the way they were in her backyard when she’d been sunbathing. She shivered as she remembered that deep, velvety voice as it caressed her. He hadn’t been able to hide that promisingly sizeable hard-on in his shorts. Though she tried not to look, it'd been fairly prominent, and her eyes had drifted down.
She didn't usually get hot on these calls, but tonight she was soaking wet. Because she was imagining Jared on the other end of the telephone.
She waited for a beat and then said, "I knew you were just the man to set me straight. You want to know what I think would be a good punishment? If daddy would bend me over and fuck me in the ass."
Her client indicated that he liked that idea. His breath shifted to heavy and she waited for a few moments as he jacked himself.
"My ass is virgin. Do you like virgin ass?" As he enthusiastically agreed, Amy picked up a dried noodle off her desk and shoved it into her mouth, covering the mic in front of her lips as she crunched. She'd made pork chops, rice and salad for her siblings, but hadn't had time to eat with them. She’d grabbed the package of instant noodles and was now eating them dry.
"You can fuck me hard in the ass, I don't mind." She giggled in a high-pitched girlish voice. "I like it rough, especially with you, daddy.”
They were reaching the point in the conversation where she didn't need to say much, just listen as he worked towards his big finish, using her voice as a prop every few minutes, encouraging him. This particular client liked his women young, stupid and giggly. Though Amy understood that it was fantasy, she couldn't help but judge… just a little. What was it with guys and sweet, innocent, virginal girls? She didn't get it. She thought experience would be more fun.
As his breathing hitched more and more, she spoke to him in a sexy, breathless voice. "Has daddy come for me? Little girl wants daddy to come all over her. Ahhhh, it feels so good.”
The door to Amy's office rattled, letting her know that the someone with a key was coming through. She whirled around, her hands scrambling for the disconnect button on her phone as she half stood from her chair. Amy's office was as soundproof as possible, located in the basement with a locked door. The kids knew to stay away when she was working, though she gave them a key just in case they needed to get in. For emergencies.
Her heart hammered in fear as the door creaked open. Was the house on fire? They knew better than to play with flames when she wasn't around to supervise, but that didn't mean that they would actually listen. Especially Teagan.
Amy was completely shocked when the door opened to reveal Jared. She was about to cover her microphone and demand what he was doing there when her client asked where she was. He wanted to know if she was finishing with him.
Amy reached out, grabbed Jared's hand and dragged him into the office, she stretched a leg out as far as it would go and kicked the door, slamming it shut. Just in case her siblings wandered down to listen in on her conversation. She stared at Jared with uncertainty. She badly didn't want to finish this phone call in front of him, but her client was paying a whole hell of a lot to finish.
So, she shrugged, turned around and plopped back in her seat. Ignoring her sexy neighbour, who was standing right behind her, she continued her conversation. "I'm here, daddy. And I'm so close to finishing. My fingers are buried in my dripping pussy. I'm imagining your big cock slamming into my ass. Ooooh, yes, it feels so good."
"What. The. Fuck." Jared said from behind her.
Amy whirled around, stood and clapped her hand over his mouth to keep him from speaking again. She glared up at him. Her eyes locked with his dark ones as they stared at each other. When she was sure Jared wouldn’t interrupt again, she continued speaking to her client.
"No, daddy, it's only me here. I’m all alone in this big house. Laying on my bed, my legs spread, my panties down around my ankles. I… I… I'm cumming." She let her voice drift over every word, dripping with heat.
Jared's eyebrows raised for a few seconds and then dropped into a thunderous frown. He reached for her headset, but she smacked his hand out of the way. She grinned as she heard her client finish with a loud grunt.
Another satisfied customer.
She said goodbye, thanked him for his patronage, and reached out to disconnect the phone. She dropped her hand from Jared's mouth and stood looking up at him. She could feel the shame beginning to rise in a creeping tide but shoved it down. Who cared what her next-door neighbour thought of her? This was her job and it put food on the table. That was all that mattered.
"I think I've underestimated you, little Amy Funk." His voice sounded anything but disgusted as he stared down at her, the light of a hungry predator flaring to life in his expression.
Amy grinned at him and winked. "Good, I'd hate to think that you were bored by me."
“That’s definitely not a possibility.” His deep voice slithered down her spine and right into her already wet panties.
Heat rolled off him in waves, as though it was taking effort for him to tether the impulse to grab her. Amy didn’t want him leashed. She reached up and touched his face, running her fingers down his unshaven cheek. Then she locked both hands behind his neck and tugged his head down. He was almost a foot taller than her, so the kiss wouldn’t have worked if he hadn’t dropped his head to hers.
Their lips met in an explosion of heat. She gasped against his mouth as a lightning bolt slammed through her body, flooding her lower belly and making her feel light-headed. Jared took advantage and pressed his tongue into her mouth, expertly swirling it around.
They kissed for what felt like ages but was probably only a few minutes. By the time they came up for air, Amy was wrapped around Jared like a vine and his big hands were all over her ass, holding her up against his erection.
They stared at each other, both stunned by the sheer chemistry of the kiss. It was Jared that broke the moment by saying, “Phone sex operator?”
She laughed and nodded, feeling strangely at ease with him. “It’s my night job.”
He titled his head and she could almost see the gears of his brain working as he thought about it. “You don’t see these clients in person?”
“God no,” she quickly assured him. “I don’t even know where they live, and they definitely don’t know where I live.”
He nodded his head slowly, still thinking. “Good, I can live with that. For now.”
She tilted her head. “Live with what?”
“I can live with my super hot next-door neighbor girlfriend sexually chatting up other guys as her night job.”
Amy’s heart pounded at his words and the light-headed feeling came back. “Girlfriend?”
“Yeah, think I want to see where this goes,” he said, tightening his arms around her. “I have a good feeling about us.”
Amy thought about it. Her life was a complicated mess. She came with more baggage than an A-list celebrity with five ex-husbands and a failing make-up brand. Still, it was hard to resist her irresistible neighbor, especially when he used his wicked sexy voice and gorgeous eyes on her.