The Wrong Number_(1)

“Could I possibly be more irritated?” I thought to myself as I thumbed through a stack of porno magazines. I had to get out of this foul mood, and I hoped an erotic story or two would help.

I was ready to give up when my cell phone rang. I answered and was caught off guard by the deep young voice on the other end.

“Is Annie there he asked.

“I’m sorry, but I’m afraid you have the wrong number.” I said in my sexiest voice, hoping it would get his attention.

“This isn’t Annie’s number? 619-555-6969?” he asked.

That was the number he had dialed, but it didn’t belong to Annie. I explained to him that I had just recently gotten the number.

He apologized, “I’m sorry for bothering you. Thanks.”

And before he said good-bye I blurted, “It’s no problem at all. Have a good day, Sweetie!” And as soon as the call disconnected I wanted to kick myself. Why had I let him go so easily? I should have come on to him, flirted more.

Oh well, I thought, and I laid back and reached for my vibrator. The callers sexy voice rang in my ears as I started to masturbate once again.

Not two minutes had gone by when my phone rang again. I couldn’t hold in the excitement when I saw the same number on my caller ID. I had to take a deep breath and relax before I could answer.

My sultry hello barely out, he blurted, “I’m probably going out on a limb here, but do you ever date younger guys?”

Trying to sound nonchalant I answered, “As a matter of fact I do.