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¡°Oh. Was I? That¡¯s strange.¡± I cringed. Why didn¡¯t I say I was out running?

¡°Where are you?¡±

¡°Oh, just lying in my bed.¡± My eyes widened and I silently mouthed the words ¡°What

the fuck?¡± to myself. Could I make myself any more obvious?

¡°I see,¡± he said. ¡°Well, don¡¯t let me stop what you¡¯re doing.¡±

¡°Wh-what¡­?¡± He definitely caught on. Based on our short interaction in my office, I

knew what he was insinuating, but I couldn¡¯t believe it.

¡°Carry on,¡± he added.

The only logical reason I could come up with for what I said next was that Isaac had

put me under a spell. ¡°Okay.¡±

Moving my fingers back to my prior position, I felt a wave of confusion about how I

felt even hornier than before. I should have been humiliated, angry even, at him for

making so many suggestive sexual comments to me. But instead, I ate them all up and

listened.

Biting my lip, I tried to conceal my shallow breathing when Isaac asked, ¡°So, how¡¯s

your week been?¡±

What the hell? Did he really want to make small talk right now? ¡°Uh¡­ g-good¡­¡± I said,

unable to get much else out.

¡°So, what¡¯s your favorite movie?¡±

¡°Umm¡­¡± I began, trying to think while also rubbing my slick clitoris. ¡°When¡­ When

Harry Met Sally¡­¡±

¡°Ah, a romantic, I see.¡± I could hear him smirk over the phone. ¡°Favorite TV show?¡±

¡°Fuck, umm¡­ ummm¡­¡± I whispered and I heard him give a small chuckle. I groaned

in annoyance. ¡°Hey, that¡¯s not fair.¡±

Amusement filled his voice, something I hadn¡¯t heard from him yet. He seemed to be

either serious or flirty. ¡°What¡¯s not fair?¡±

¡°I¡­ I know what you¡¯re doing!¡±

¡°Just¡­ talking. Getting to know you more?¡±

Right as I was about to argue back, I clamped my mouth shut. My jaw dropped and I

covered my mouth with my palm in case I screamed with embarrassment. ¡°Never mind,¡± I

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