Cold Calls

A telemarketer finds herself becoming aroused by the voices on the other end of the phone and gets naughty while talking to them.



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“. . . Well, sir if you’ll let me explain why our service is far better then the one you . . . sir? . . . Sir? Aww fuck it.” Shelly slammed the phone down. She hated when they hung up on her. She was just trying to make a living, they didn’t have to be rude.

She hated cold calling. She hated calling up people and trying to set up appointments but, it was sposed to be easy money. Easy. . .ya right. The only benefit was that she could work from home and that was it. Without a car, an office job was nearly impossible to get to on public transit each day so she was sorta stuck with what she could get.

She looked at the list again and read the names. There was a Marco Dubois.. . he sounded exotic. She giggled. She had a thing for men with accents. She smiled and dialed the number.

Sure enough, he answered in a very sexy foreign accent, French she was pretty sure. She felt herself getting a little flush at the sound of his rich accent. She started into her sales pitch and he politely declined. She smiled to herself and allowed a brief fantasy of a French gentleman. . .allowing her mind to build a perfect man around the voice.

Without realizing it, she made small talk for a few seconds, just wanting to savor his sound a little more. When finally he told her he had to go, she thanked him for his time and hung up, feeling more revitalized now.

She noticed the room seemed a little hotter now. She giggled and felt her nipples were stiff against her lacey black bra. She knew if she was to wiggle a bit she’d find her pussy was also a little wet. God she loved men with accents. She read down the list until she found another name that sounded exotic and dialed that number next.

As she let the phone ring, she let a finger play across her neck and down to the edge of her pink blouse, pushing it back slightly to play with the beginning swell of her breast. She lost herself in the feeling for a moment until a rich voice answered the phone. . .dripping with delicious European accent.

She gave her sales pitch a try, it seemed to flow from her fluidly now. She was somewhere else though. Her mind on a face to face meeting, as she spoke, he devoured her body with his eyes, imagining her nude giving her sales pitch. Her fingers pushed back her blouse more and she reached in, as she gave her sales pitch he reached up and caressed her breasts.

He politely declined as well and she got off the phone with him after thanking him for his time. Scanning the list she dialed another number and the fantasy was back on. She spread her legs as she gave her sales pitch, enjoying the growing wetness of her arousal. Feeling her panties getting wet, knowing he was wanting her. When he declined and they hung up, she frantically searched for a new name.

As she dialed the next number, she pulled off her pretty pink blouse. The room was so hot, she wanted to be more comfortable. He answered and she stood before him, allowing him to touch her inner thigh as she spoke to him. He listened to the whole sales pitch before declining but, not before pulling her panties to the side and feeling how wet she was.

Pulling off her bra and panties, she tossed them away and searched for another name. As her eyes glanced down the list, she played with her hard nipples, perfect gumdrop nipples that ached to be sucked and pulled. She let her hand rub her clit, feeling how wet she was. She moaned an slid a finger into her pussy and wiggled it as she searched, frantic to find a name so she could finish her fantasy.

Finding one she dialed it and in her haste dialed it wrong. Hanging up she calmed herself enough to dial it again. He answered and now she really wanted the sale. Spreading her legs, she played with her pussy for him to watch as she gave her sales pitch. He wanted her, she could see his cock growing hard in his pants. She let two fingers slide into her slit and then enter her pussy.

He listened to the whole pitch and asked her questions. She answered him and fucked herself, shifting her hips so her could see how wet her pussy was, so he could see her fingers sliding in and out of herself. He asked more questions and she knew she was going to cum for him.

As they talked, she bit her lip and her body trembled. She felt the wave of an orgasm washing over her and fought to hear what he was saying. Her hands froze, her pussy clenched around her fingers and she moaned softly, holding the mouth piece away from her face hopefully far enough that he didn’t hear her.

Yes,. . . .he wanted to set an appointment. He was very excited about it. She shook and tried to catch her breath. He was very intrigued with her sales pitch. His accent seemed to wrap itself around her. Feeling her cum dripping down her ass she finally exhaled and was able to breath again.

Yes. . .yes. . .he was very interested. How could he not be, she was obviously very excited about the product and that sort of devotion was hard to find these days. It told him a lot about how much she believed in it. Shelly smiled. She played with herself as she listened to him and then wrote down his information. She thanked him for his time and the chance to send someone out to show him how great their service was. She was still shaking with after shocks when she hung up the phone.

Maybe this wasn’t such a bad job after all. . .


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