Page 70 of The Operators

“You know I would love to, but I’m in a parking lot, remember?”

“Remember? I’m living it, Thea. You’re going to move your little purple thong to the side, and then you’re going to run your fingers through your wet cunt. I’m going to watch youwhen you give yourself over to the pleasure of your body. Do you understand?”

She leans her head back against her headrest, closing her eyes with her mouth hanging open. “Yes, sir.”

Her words make me lose my fucking mind. “Thea.”

“Ohhh…” she moans, followed by a gasp that causes every last ounce of my blood to shoot straight to my cock.

If I thought I was losing it before, I think my brain breaks when I watch as her body begins to move in a circular motion in her seat. She’s fucking grinding against her fingers. I lose my nerve. The protective part of me taking over. “Thea! Stop that! Someone’s going to see you.”

“Like who?” she asks in between breaths. “You?”

I scour the parking lot, making sure no one is walking her way. I know I’m the one who got us into this situation, but maybe I fucked up. I look back at her car, and that’s when I notice she’s spotted me. Her smirk is deathly as she locks eyes with me. I match her stare, unable to back down now.

“I kept my promise. You said you’d give me details,” I practically beg.

“My fingers are wet.”

“Fuck, why are they wet?” I ask, panting for her.

“I was sliding them in and out of my wet pussy, and now I’m using it as lube to play with my clit.”

I shift in my chair to try to find some relief. “Goddammit,” I mumble, inhaling harshly, wanting nothing more than to reach down and touch myself.

Her eyes fall shut as she continues grinding against her hand. “You know any time someone called in and used your same voice mask, I’d be reminded of you.”

“Oh yeah?” I ask, desperate as fuck.

“It made me so horny. I kept imagining it was you I was phone fucking.”

“Fuck… tell me more.”

She whines for me, making me lose my fucking mind. “I was so into it. I fucked myself while I was talking to them.”

“Thea…fuck…”

“I got so many extra tips. They were all coming so hard.”

My dick is rock hard when out of nowhere some fucker appears, walking down the same aisle as Thea’s car. My eyes pop wide open as my brain pushes through my lusty haze.

“Thea, wait!”

She ignores me.

“Thea, stop! Someone is coming!”

“Ohhh…ohh…”

“Thea, Goddammit!” I yell into the phone before ending the call.

I hop out of my truck, jogging over the couple aisles until I reach her car. I yank the passenger door open, sitting down next to her. I don’t even hesitate, grabbing her wrist and pulling her hand from in between her legs.

We both stare at each other out of breath, but her evil fucking smile taunts me. “No refunds for hang ups, Mack. We are not responsible if you don’t come to completion during the call.”

I stare at this woman in disbelief. How can one person have such a hold over me? “You’re un-fucking-believable.”

She takes it as a compliment, of course. “What does that make you?”

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