Tomorrow.

Tomorrow.  I have been thinking about tomorrow for the past few days now.  It was an email from a stranger that started this feeling of excitement about tomorrow.

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Allessandra,

I have followed your Diary Entries & Blog for a while and I must tell you I am a huge fan of your writing! (Don’t even get me started on your audio tracks!)

My name is Jack, I am 67 and I work in banking, in a very open plan office! I loved your ‘The Office Fantasy’ story, and while I would give anything to reenact that in full – sadly it would not be possible unless I wanted to be on the 6pm news!

But I thought if you’re up for it – I would love to be on the phone with you, my colleagues thinking I am calling ‘Alex’ from the bank and you doing your utmost to break my ‘cover’!!

• Jack

I have been thinking about this impending call over the past few days.  If you have followed my blogs you will already know that phone sex and I have a very intimate relationship.   It is perhaps the very idea that you are touching yourself while I am talking to you … it is just so erotic.

There are some guys who get all annoyed that it isn’t a video call.  Let’s address that.  Phone sex is as much about my pleasure as it is about yours.  I, too, get to experience that same erotic charge from masturbating with you.  It is the whole anonymity that turns me on.  I don’t need to see you and you don’t need to see me.  Although, of course, there are times I do ask you to send a photo of your cock or your orgasm but that is purely for my pleasure.

Tomorrow.  I will prepare.  I will shower.  I will spray my favourite fragrance (Tom Ford – Black Orchid) over my skin.  I will carefully place the towel on my bed so that I don’t soak my sheets when I gush.  Zeus will be at the ready.  We will be waiting for your call.  I am really excited.

I will update you upon completion of the mission.

Allessandra xx