I was on the phone with a co-worker named Courtney. It was our first time talking on the phone, so we must’ve recently exchanged numbers. Perhaps that was my way of making up for what I did earlier that day or days earlier. I walked past and insulted her as a joke. She got upset; not mad but sad; which made me feel bad.
I knew she liked me in a romantical crush sort of way; she made it about as obvious as she could without actually saying it; but I didn’t feel the same about her. She was okay-looking; not attractive enough to be seen in public dating or anything like that but certainly attractive enough to have (secret) sex with if it came down to it.
It was just a normal phone conversation until she started breathing heavy. I thought it was because she was walking around, doing stuff around the house or getting ready for bed. It was dark outside, so it had to be late evening or early nighttime. The breathing started to turn me on even as we talked. Then she stopped talking.
The breathing continued, gradually becoming more pronounced, but she was no longer responding to my comments or questions. “What are you doing,” I might’ve asked, but she just kept on breathing. I thought maybe she fell asleep until she began to moan. It quickly crescendoed into what sounded like a powerful orgasm.
It was a hell of a surprise to me. We hadn’t been talking about sex or anything and she didn’t say anything to prepare me for it. She just did it. If the goal was to impress me, it worked. “Did you just do what I think you did,” I might’ve phrased it, “I didn’t know you had it in you.” My only regret was that I didn’t have time to record it.
2025 August 30