Last Night’s Phone fun
Today was a busy day in the basement lair. Yet again, I found myself lounging on the plush couch, clad in my favorite silky nightgown, laptop open to my translation portal.
The faint scent of lavender and vanilla wafted through the air as I waited for the next call.
My phone rang, and I answered with a sultry purr, “Hello, handsome. I’m Birdie, your personal translator for those deep, dark confessions.”
The caller hesitated, his voice trembling with nerves. “Uh, hi… I’m not sure what to say. I-I never did this before.”
I chuckled, reassuring him with my warm, velvety tone. “Don’t worry, sweetie. I’m here to guide you every step of the way. Just speak from your heart, and I’ll help interpret those desires for you.”
His breathing quickened as he began to open up, pouring out secrets he’d kept locked away for years. I listened intently, my fingers dancing across the keyboard to capture every word.
“I’ve always fantasized about…about my sister’s best friend,” he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. “I know it’s wrong, but I can’t help the thoughts that fill my mind.”
I cooed encouragement, my voice dripping with empathy. “Your secret is safe with me, darling. It’s natural to have forbidden desires. In fact, it’s often the most intense passions that await us.”
As the call progressed, his voice grew stronger, more confident. I could almost picture the relief washing over him as he unleashed his hidden cravings. I wove his words into sensual, erotic scenarios, painting vivid pictures of carnal pleasures and forbidden trysts.
By the time our session ended, he was panting, his breathing ragged with the intensity of his climax. “Thank you, Birdie,” he whispered, his voice heavy with gratitude. “You gave me the freedom to admit what I truly desire.”
I smiled, basking in the afterglow of another successful call. “That’s what I’m here for, darling. Remember, your deepest, darkest secrets are safe in my arms.” As I closed the laptop, I couldn’t help but feel a thrill of excitement for the next call, the next chance to unleash the hidden desires of the men who sought refuge in my sultry embrace.