When I first thought of who or where I might want to call..
I was at a complete loss. So then I decided to call the cute ass Subway manager that always flirts with me.
So I called. I took a gamble and called to see if he was there.
I already had my panties off and my tits out. Already soaked at what I was about to do. He answered “Subway in blahblah. This is Justin.”
“Hi Justin. I was kinda interested in something if you could help me with that something…”
My voice was starting to break. At this time I was just rubbing my lips and hardening clit. Teasing the wet silky messy hole.
“Well I’d love to help you that. What do you want to know?”
I kinda thought it was going nowhere.
I lowered my voice and shoved my fingers in hard and fast.
“Catering!” I blurted out.
“How big are the foot longs? And are they full of hot meat?”
A little voice inflection. It felt too good and I couldn’t stop.
This task was fucking hot.
He was DEAD QUIET for a second.
“Do you want them to be, ma’am?”
“Ohh Justin you have no idea.”
“We have some hot subs. Like balls. Meatballs. And some ham I can slice thick.”
Oh fuck, I thought, is this guy playing along????
This shit is hot and got me all flustered. I started fingering my asshole for that extra kick. Two in my wetness one in my ass.
“You know what, ma’am. Our salami is pretty good. Beefy with a great after taste.”
“Ohh” moaned softly. Is that so?”
I had a small orgasm and then out of nowhere. I got quiet and pulled the phone away a little and came hard. Breathing heavy.
“I think I can help you. I’ll be here until 2.”
“Thanks Justin. I appreciate your help”
Hung up the phone and cleaned my soggy pussy up.
Miss Alpha, YOU FUCKIN ROCK. I needed a little pick me up, and that story killed. Love it. Your words are as ballsy as they get. Keep em coming.