She settled into the chaise lounge and adjusted her headset. Her shift began as it usually did with one call waiting and another following about two hours later. It was the same time, the same man every night without fail. She smiled and answered just the way he liked.

“Sienna speaking. How are you this evening?” she inquired.

“Hello, Sienna. It’s James, from Salem.”

“Hello there, James. How good to hear from you. I trust your day was productive?” As with every other phone call, she asked about his day, about his projects, then they talked about sex.

It wasn’t just sex that they talked about. It was rough and rowdy sex with plenty of hot phrases and words that would make most women blush- even her. After all, she was a good Southern girl and that was the reason he chose her time and again.

“The day went well. I did what I set out to do and that’s the important thing. What about you, Sienna? How was your day?” He asked with such concern and sincerity that she was tempted to tell him. She closed her mouth as quickly as she’d opened it. This was his time, his money. He needed to remain the center of attention.

“Much improved since I’m hearing your voice. Thanks for asking.”

The line was silent for a moment before she heard the tell-tale rustling of clothing. He was in a hurry this evening. Normally there was more small talk and a little foreplay before he disrobed. She couldn’t understand why it bothered her, so she said nothing, deciding to let him lead once more.

“Do you ever think about me when we’re not on the phone? Is there ever a second that you wonder about me, about my life, about why I call a nine hundred number every single night?” His voice cracked a little and it made her nervous. This wasn’t the way it worked. This wasn’t their usual scenario or lead in.

“Of course I do, James. How could I not?”

How could she tell him that she broke every rule with him? He knew her real name. He knew which state she lived in. Hell, he even knew what kind of car she drove. Still, she couldn’t let her desire for something more to control her. Business was business and phone sex was hers.

“I don’t have long to talk tonight, Sienna. I have company from out of town and I have to give them my full attention, but I needed you. I was desperate to hear your voice, the sound of your orgasm. Can you give it to me, lover?” His honesty soothed her and his longing aroused her in ways that she couldn’t explain.

“If it’s my orgasm you want, you know how to get it.”

“Tell me, baby. Part your lips and utter the words.” His command came through and she couldn’t help but follow it.

“I’m waiting for you, lover. I’m lying back against my chaise with my breasts exposed and my thighs parted. Just the way you like it, James” She half whispered and half breathed the words, moving into the position as she spoke.

“That’s it, baby. Now stroke your clit for me. Spread those luscious thighs as wide as you can and give your clit the full attention it deserves, the same attention it would get if I was with you in person. Tell me how it feels.” He leaned back against the head of his bed and began to stroke his cock slowly as her words swept him away.

“Oh baby…my clit is so swollen, so slick and sensitive. I love when you tell me what to do, how to touch myself for you. It makes my nipples hard and my pussy wet, wet and so ready for you to fill me with your engorged cock. That’s what you want, isn’t it. James? To feel my wetness as it envelopes your throbbing prick.” She spoke softly and with effort, a sure sign that he would soon get what he was asking for.

“I’m going to have it, whore. I’m going to throw your legs over my shoulders and bury my dick in your tight little snatch, just the way you like it. It’s not going to be slow and easy. I’m going to fuck you the way a bitch deserves to be fucked.” His hand tightened around his cock and began to pump quickly and without reservation.

“That’s it! Fuck.Me! I love it hard and fast. I love when you fuck me like the dirty little whore that I am, James. Now, baby! Now!”

A moan from his end and several quick bursts of breath from hers and their connection was complete. Two strangers had found the satisfaction and release they so desperately needed.

“Thank you, Sienna. I hate to rush off like this, but…” His voice trailed off, leaving her to finish the thought for him.

“I know. You must go. Thank you for the evening, for the pleasure…for being willing to talk dirty to me.”

**Fiction