So this guy calls me up and we start chatting about this and that, where we�re from, what I look like, and that this is his first time calling a line like this. Hmmm, oh really? I rarely believe anything they say. Well, anyways, I start to lead him through it, ask him what I would see if I came into his room right now. He tells me I would see him lying on his bed in his boxers. I tell him I feel way overdressed and he suggests I take off my clothes. I tell him I�m naked now and ask him what part of me he goes for first.

�I don�t know,� he says lamely.

�C�mon. You�ve got a completely naked beautiful woman standing in front of you. What do you do?� I�m prodding him. Sometimes if they give me an �I don�t know� I start to give them options and try to get them started on a choose-your-own-story phone sex call. But I�m feeling snarky tonight; I haven�t had any calls for 30 minutes and my hold time is pretty good and it is almost the end of the pay period so I make him work for it and risk the hang-up.

�Oh, I don�t know,� he says and I wait, quietly. �Umm, I guess I�d kiss your neck.�

Good job! You came up with something! I dive right in telling him how much I love my neck kissed, oh his soft lips, oh his warm breath. You know, trying to reward his creativity. We work along until I�m giving him fellatio and ask my usual question to kind of shift the focus of things.

�Oh, baby, I�m sucking your cock. What are you going to do for me?�

�Welp, that�s it for me.�

�What?!? You�re done?� I�m pissed because we�ve only been on the phone for 10 minutes (I really try to keep it going for at least 11 since that is the average length I need).

�Whew. Yup, that�ll do it for me.� So this is when I start to think that this actually really might be this guy�s first time calling phone sex because most guys hang up abruptly as soon as then finish. I rarely get a warning, or a goodbye, or a thanks, but this guy was still here. So I decide to try and keep him here. It was pure magic, no pre-planning, completely spontaneous.

�Well, what about me!?!?!� I demand indignantly.

�What do you mean?� He sounds confused.

�I mean, what about me? I got YOU off.�

�Yeah?�

�Yeah, well, aren�t you going to get ME off?�

�I don�t understand.� He starts to laugh nervously.

�What don�t you understand? I got you off, now you need to get me off.�

�I�m sorry. I can�t help you.� More nervous laughter.

�Listen, �sorry� doesn�t get me off. Let�s get cracking.�

�I�m sorry, uh, that�s it for me.�

This type of exchange goes on for FOUR MINUTES until he finally gets the balls to hang up on me. Cha-ching!

Moral of the story: You are the one who needs to break the connection.