Something Similar Happened to Me

Back in the mid '80s, I got a dirty phone call and thought it was my boyfriend wanting to have phone sex. By the time I figured out it wasn't him, the stranger and I were already into it, so I just went with the flow. It was so kinky and hot! Lol. When we were both 'finished,' we actually just continued talking about our lives in general. The guy said he'd been calling numbers in the phone book, lost his place, and didn't know which one he'd called last. I guess he must not have had a redial feature on his phone, and I certainly didn't tell him my real name. We talked about meeting, but he was afraid I was setting him up to get caught or a beating. I was kind of nervous he might be a serial killer, so it never happened. A few nights later, he called again (I think he was going over the same numbers as before hoping to find me again) but I just hung up when I heard his voice. A once in a lifetime thing for me, so don't judge. 😉