“good boy……that’s a good boy…..keep going…..that’s it…..get it all out for me”
All i can hear is heavy breathing for a moment, then alan begins talking again, the words posted out quickly between gasps of air
“Oh god….i……I’ve…..done it…..I’ve…..come…..oh pippa…..thank you……thank you”
I tell him he’s a good boy again and also ask him to describe the aftermath. He’s calming down now and more in control
“It’s…..in some tissues i got on my stomach….there’s a lot…..some is still coming out….you made me do a lot….thank you….oh god pippa that felt good”
I am surprised at how quickly he came, i was only talking to him for a minute, but put it down to him just being over excited……at the time.
After all, according to him he hadn’t had sex in a long time so just this small act of listening to my voice had had a big affect upon him.
Shortly after he’d come, alan became agitated, worried susan would get up, so he apologised but had to hang up so he could clean up.
He would call me again in 10 minutes.
It had been a success, my first attempt at phone sex in a long time!…. and alan lasted just 1 minute.
There was something in it for me too, apparently.
As i stood up off the log to walk off i felt how damp my knickers were…
It was very erotic talking him through it, hearing the affect i was having on this old grandad….. hearing his desperate whimpers as he came….while he listened to my voice goading him.
It was not just exciting but also very satisfying. Here was this sweet old man getting off to just the sound of my voice, this was a guy who definitely appreciated me.
While waiting for him to call back my thoughts turned to the events of the previous night…..
….a surge of excitement passed through me as i recalled the look in the taxi drivers eyes….as he watched us.
That hungry, lustful look that i had seen in others, come to know over the years, to recognise……and to crave.
What fascinated me was how he had asked my husbands permission to join us. What if john had misread the situation and not realised that i was not yet ready for…..a stranger.
What would i have done? Would i have declined?
Or would i have given in to my own animal…. lust?
Part of me certainly wanted to do it. Oh my god…..if I’d have said yes?…..what a night that would have been.
While pondering the delicious images this scenario conjured up….my phone began to ring once more.
Alan once again.
He had recovered and cleaned up. He immediately thanked me again, saying how turned on he had been and how good it felt to….’have you right there in my ear’.
Those were the words he used.
Feeling brave after my empowering experience of phone sex, i steered the conversation on to the subject of meeting up some time?
Alan was typically reluctant…..at first.
But i can be very persuasive. And, by the end of the phone call, which lasted half an hour, i had a date!
He had been so reluctant at first that i was worried he would never want to meet but slowly alan came round.
I knew he was very nervous and equally cautious so Instead of trying to turn him on by promising certain things i could do when we met up, i kept things cool and told him it would just be for a friendly chat.
In a public place like a cafe or pub, somewhere perhaps of his own choosing, where nobody would recognise him.
I didn’t want to scare him off so was very flexible. And of course, it was just a friendly chat over a coffee.
Get to know each other a little better, no strings attached…..
My softly, softly approach worked and before alan bid me a good day and hung up he said he would send me an email with details of when and where we could meet up.
After putting my phone away i was positively buzzing! A fantastic evening with john and the taxi driver watching us and now this the next day….
Although i had made it clear to alan that it was just a chat……i…..had other ideas.
I can be very persuasive.
End of chapter 11.
Please note.
The next chapters of the series will be posted in the voyeur/exhibition section.