But even as I’m about to call, I know deep down that although it felt like he was speaking directly to me, that’s just his shtick. It’s his job to answer the relationship and sex questions, use his sexy voice to get all the female listeners hot and bothered, and maybe add a little shock factor to keep folks tuning in day after day, week after week.
I was able to hold out for hours simply because of the announcement at the top of his show that he wasn’t taking calls. It’s a recorded show, so he may not even be around.
But as the evening’s worn on, I can’t help but think that maybe he’d want to take a call from me. Even as I admit it’s a stupid move, sure to end in disappointment, I just have to find out. I’m curious if he used our conversation as inspiration for his show, if he was talking to me, maybe even just a little bit subconsciously.
It rings a few times and I’m on the edge of losing my nerve and hanging up when he picks up the line, his smooth voice instantly putting me at ease. “Kitty Kat. I was hoping I’d hear from you again.”
I notice that he knew who I was before I even said anything. That must mean he programmed my number into his phone, right?
I take a second to calm myself so I can sound casual and cool, even as my brain keeps jumping to conclusions that he must have really wanted to hear from me. I clear my throat before answering. “Hey, Derrick. I wanted to apologize for freaking out on you the other night. I wasn’t expecting that and I handled it like a jumpy virgin instead of the smooth, mature seductress I am.”
I hope he hears the sarcasm in my voice because I’m so far from smooth and mature, it’s actually laughable. Despite having a sex drive that I think is pretty respectable, I’m no queen of the bedroom either, even if I have desires to the contrary. Hell, the last time I gave Kevin a blowjob was months ago, and he nearly put my eye out when I jumped back because he came without warning me first.
I’m good with swallowing, but it’s considered polite to give a girl a little head tap as a warning so she can catch a breath first. Instead, I ended up sputtering, my left eye burning from a blast right in the eyeball and a rug burn on my ass that stuck around for a week. So yeah, I’m totally smooth and mature. Not. I mentally sigh at my lack of game.
Derrick’s chuckle is deep and rumbly, and it makes me feel like not only does he see through my sarcasm, but he’s ready to have fun with it. “I feel like you’re making fun of yourself here, but I’d be willing to bet that’s more true than you realize. You just need a partner you feel safe with to explore how smooth . . . or rough . . . you’d like to be.”
Two sentences. Just two sentences, and hearing the implied challenge, my body’s instant response is a resounding ‘yes, yes, yes.’ I decide to be coy, adding a flirty tone to my voice. “Perhaps you’re right. Maybe I do just need the right guy. Do you happen to know anyone?”
There’s flirty and then there’s jumping in the deep end, and I’m definitely jackknifing about two inches above the surface as I wait with bated breath to see if this really is as deep as he’s letting on or if I’m going to crack my head open and have to back out in total shame.
I hear him swallow, the gulp audible through the line in the prolonged moment before he growls in my ear, turning my knees to jelly and my nipples to diamonds. “Where are you right now, Kitty Kat?”
I stammer, shocked that I’m brave enough, horny enough, or stupid enough to be doing this. But fuck, I need him like I need air right now, even if all I really know is his voice. “At home. I–I worked from home today.”
I have a flash of a thought that maybe he’s going to demand to come over, and that seems a little too real even as my pussy flutters in excitement at the idea. Still, my nerves are screaming, waiting for his response. “Good, good,” he says, making me lick my lips. “I just got home too. Go to your bedroom for me.”
With a tinge of regret mixed with excitement, I realize that I’ve never told him my address. He can’t come over unless I tell him. This is something different, something I’ve never done before, but as much as I want him and need him, I’m completely on board even if I am feeling in over my head a bit already.