I was driving along a busy highway… you know the ones where there are cars all around, but no one will ever stop to help?  Well, that’s the kind of road I was on a couple week ago, in the middle of a downpour, when my car decided to sputter.  It was then I realized I had forgotten to fill the tank and my tank was running of fumes.

I pulled over to the side and looking at the weather, knew I either had to see if I had a can of gas in the trunk or try to call someone to come help me.  I stood at the trunk, debating what to do, when I heard a car pull in behind me.

A man leaned out and asked me if I needed help.  Self-conscious about my wet clothes and hair, I straightened my skirt and blouse before I walked over to his car and told him I’d run out of gas.  I offered him money if he would bring me back a can of gas.  He smiled and said he’d collect his due when he returned.

Getting back in the car, I was relieved that whether or not he got gas for me, he was honest enough that he wouldn’t take my money before he brought me my gas.  If he wasn’t back in 15 minutes, I’d  call AAA for roadside assistance.

It was only a few minutes when I heard the crunch of gravel behind my car again and as I glanced up in the mirror, I smiled to realize he really did return to help me.

By the time I got out of my car, he was already pouring gas into the tank.

I asked him how much I owed him and reached into my purse.  He simply said, “It’s not your money I’m interested in.”

Nervous, I told him that I was married and as much as I appreciated his help, I could only offer him money.

He stepped towards me and said, “I’m sure we can work out something better than that.”

I felt his hand on my arm as he pulled me towards his vehicle.  He opened the passenger door and sat down facing me.  He took one hand and pulled his cock out while he pulled me down onto my knees.

I knew exactly what he wanted.

I looked up at him…. his hard cock in my face… cars racing past…. and I leaned forward…. taking my husband’s cock into my mouth……

My bathroom is being remodeled which means I have a contractor in the house more often than not.  Fortunately for me, he’s completely eye-candy.  Unfortunately for me, he’s completely committed to his wife.

I’ve done all kinds of things to get his attention and he just doesn’t take the time away from his remodeling duties to pay any attention to me whatsoever.  I’ve even gone so far as to “accidentally” take a shower much later than I wanted and “accidentally” left my clothes in the bedroom.  Even with me walking from the bathroom to the bedroom with nothing but a smile and a tiny towel did nothing but get me frustrated.

Now…. the fun part of this story involves a call I had the other day from a guy who had me so turned on in chat, I could barely wait for him to call.

I did exactly as he suggested…. got undressed, got my toys, and opened the bedroom door a few inches… enough that he would be able to hear and see exactly what I was doing, but not so much as to think I’d left the door open on purpose.

It wasn’t long before I was moaning and begging to be fucked…. I heard everything get quiet…. and I held my breath…. waiting for him to come into the room, to finally fuck me.

What happened next?  Oh well…. now that’s an ending known only by me, the guy on the phone, and the contractor.

I have two websites which highlight myself and at least one other PSO, both of which point to a chatroom where we can have some nawty fun before a call.  It’s always nice to know what turns a guy on as well as knowing what topics as strictly off-limits.  It’s also fun to build up the sexual energy before the phone rings… knowing that the intellectual connection is already there. I do have a few rules for my sites though.  There are exactly four… none of which are asking for anything out of the ordinary. 1. Chatting with the girls is free, however cyber-sex is expressly forbidden. 2. Do not lead a girl to believe you’re going to call and not follow-through. 3. Under no circumstances are any of the girls here to be demeaned. 4. Do not ask for personal information. If you have questions about the rules, let me know.  If not, and you want to meet us…. we’d love to have you join us.

I’m Eileen and I’m a phone sex operator.  It is absolutely the most fun I’ve ever had in any job.

I’ll tell you all about it……. later.  LOL