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Call Center Affair
by Mon Beltran (beltranmon87@gmail.com)

***

Working in a call center opens up many opportunities 
for new relationships and new sexual experiences. This 
is one... (MF, oral, anal)

***

I love my job: team lead and sometimes site manager. I 
love the hours that let me do my shopping when there 
is no hassle, unlike the crowded weekends. I love the 
feeling of being cocooned in a secret world where only 
our voices count. I love the call center. In Manila 
now four hundred thousand people work in call centers. 
Most of us work at night, talking to America twelve 
hour's time difference away, and living in our 
private, nocturnal life. Three quarters of us people 
leave work at five or six o'clock in the morning, when 
most of the city is getting ready to face the day. The 
bars and restaurants have adapted to serve us: happy 
hour from six to eight a.m., 24-hour dining, breakfast 
time tequila – welcome to my world.

Living this ass-about life, we get closer to our 
workmates than our family. Even though most call 
center people live at home with their parents, except 
for the weekend, they hardly see them except when 
coming in and the other going out. But there's lots to 
make up for the social disruption: the money's good 
and the work's not too hard, and when the shift is 
over there's no work to take home. I work in Makati, 
right in the middle of town, in a building with about 
three thousand others and there are about twenty 
people in my team. At the end of shift in the morning 
I finish off the stats, do any handover needed for the 
next shift team lead, and usually have a beer with 
some of the guys before going back to my condo to 
sleep.

This particular morning, I had planned 
breakfast/dinner with my number two, Mon, so when I 
finished my wrap-up I went to find him. You need to 
understand that in call centers there's a lot of 
places he could be. We have a big pantry with pool 
tables and other games, a television room, a quiet 
room with beds for break-time snoozes, and a small 
fitness center. No sign of him in those. That only 
left BJC.

BJC is the terrace area outdoors where smokers go on 
their breaks. At lunch hours and coffee times it is 
busy with all those who cannot go for more than two 
hours without a nicotine hit. But at shift end it 
transforms. When it is still dark out, and the light 
from the pantry windows leaves deep, shadowy areas 
which give as much privacy as you'll get, it's couples 
time. Couples who want to a little time together 
before she goes home to her husband, or him to his 
wife. Girls who live at home where this is one of the 
few places away from the eyes of the family. 
Successful get-togethers from the night's chat ups. 
BJC – Blow Job Central.

I didn't really expect Mon to be there but I thought 
I'd check it anyway. There were five or six girls 
squatted down, heads bobbing. Vic, one of the other 
team leads, was leaning against the railing, jeans and 
panties pulled down around her knees, crying out as 
the guy taking her from behind slammed into her. 
Further into the darkness I saw Mon. He was getting 
what looked like a fine blow job, and as I got closer 
I saw that his partner was Rea. Now that was a 
surprise. Rea was in my team, been with us about two 
years, a little older than most, maybe twenty eight, 
and I knew she was married. She was doing a great job 
on Mon's cock, so her husband wasn't keeping her 
occupied. I watched until he came, pulling her head to 
go deeper, pumping into her mouth. After a minute he 
pulled out and I stepped in to take his place with my 
dick already in my hand.

"I'll try some of that, please."

Rea almost jumped backwards and stared at me for a 
minute before she recognized me. Then she seemed to 
shrug and stretched forward to take me in her mouth. 
Maybe it was me being her team leader. I got my phone 
out and gave it to Mon, motioning him to take a 
picture. Only team leads are allowed to have phones on 
the floor, everyone else has to put them in lockers at 
the entrance, and I had a new Samsung. Rea was making 
all the right moves with her tongue and her hands and 
my dick was like a rock until she squeezed my balls 
and I erupted in her face. I said something like 'wow 
– that was something' and Rea did not say a word, but 
when she stood up she gave me and Mon a big come-
drenched smile before heading to the bathroom.

Mon and I went for the promised beer.

"What was it with Rea?" I asked.

"We were just talking at the break. She was asking me 
if I had anyone special at the moment and I said no. 
Then I said that maybe I would have to go up to BJC to 
find a girl – just kidding – and she said that she had 
been told that she used to give great head, so maybe 
she should come too. We were just kidding around and 
then it sort of became a dare, and at the end of shift 
I told her I would see her there in five minutes. I 
was pretty surprised she showed up."

"Me too. And also very pleased. Did you take a 
picture?"

Mon showed me the pictures he had taken, seven of 
them, and also a short video capturing the climax. 
They were fantastic. I was getting hard again just 
looking at them. I wanted her again. I was aware that 
Mon was talking and I switched back to pay attention.

"I think she wanted to know that she could still do 
it, you know? Still attract. Maybe her husband has 
lost interest."

"His loss, our gain," I said. "I could enjoy more of 
that."

I was already at work that night when Rea arrived. She 
was wearing a tight pair of jeans and a baggy gray 
sweatshirt. You look at someone differently when 
you've had sex with them. I'd never really paid 
attention to her before, but that night she had all my 
attention. She was about five five, and she looked 
pretty good in those jeans, though the outfit did not 
really show her figure. Her hair was parted slightly 
off-center, over her left eye, across her forehead and 
draped down about six inches below her shoulders. Her 
eyes had an almond shape – some Chinese probably, but 
it was her mouth that was to die for: wide with full 
lips that seemed designed for kissing - and sucking. 
All this appraisal took about a tenth of a second, but 
I kept looking.

I decided I may as well be direct. "Thank you for this 
morning."

She smiled. "Thank you for coming."

"Can we do it again?" I waved my phone towards her 
with a photograph on the screen. "I hope I don't have 
to rely on these reminders in future." I flicked 
quickly through the pictures, which ended with my cock 
shooting over her upturned face. "How about my place 
after work on Saturday morning?"

"My husband will be home on Saturday."

"Tell him you'll be late. Tell him you have to go to a 
team building session after work."

She didn't say yes but she didn't say no. I decided to 
plan for a yes, and I just let her see me checking out 
the phone several times that night.

Saturday morning I invited three guys from my team for 
an end of shift drink at my condo. There are actually 
four in my team, but Mitch usually calls himself 
Michelle, so I didn't think he would be interested. I 
had been hinting to Rea all week about how much we 
were looking forward to Saturday, but it wasn't until 
the night shift started that she finally said she'd 
come. I gave Mon my key and got Rea to wait for me to 
drive her to my home. 

I walked Rea up the two flights of steps to my condo, 
and as we went I started undoing the buttons on her 
blouse, revealing a rather plain white bra but a 
surprisingly generous pair of breasts. I unhooked the 
bra as we went through the door, but then she saw the 
other three guys and froze.

"What's this? What's going on?"

"Relax," I said. "They're just here for a team 
building blow job." 

It had seemed a good idea the previous week, and now 
she was here it was obviously stupid. But I still had 
the pictures.

"Mon and I couldn't find the words to explain to these 
people how good you were, so we thought a 
demonstration might help. We didn't want to have to do 
it with pictures."

It was like I was giving her no choice, but probably I 
was just forcing her to do what she wanted to do 
anyway. You can sense it somehow. She showed it in the 
way she stood, in the way she looked at us, in the 
shape of her mouth. Maybe ten per cent of what we say 
to each other is with words, and the rest is body 
language, our postures, expressions, textures.

I unzipped my fly.

"Take your top off and do me first."

Rea shucked off her blouse and bra and knelt in front 
of me, taking my cock in her hand and slowly licking 
it all over. Then she took it into her mouth, making 
loud sucking noises and moaning softly. I undid my 
jeans and slid them down my legs so I could get deeper 
in her mouth, and I pulled her head into me. I was 
aware that the other three had their cocks out and 
were stroking them as they watched her sliding back 
and fore on my prick. I reached down to stroke her 
breast, and then the moment just got too much for me 
and I came in a rush in her mouth. She kept sucking 
until I was completely through and then kissed the tip 
as I pulled away.

I watched her sucking off my other three team members, 
being rewarded each time with a mouthful of come. When 
it was over she said, "I used to be pretty good at 
that. I hope I'm not too much out of practice."

Everyone laughed and assured her she was not. It broke 
the ice, and I got everyone a beer. We sat around semi 
naked, drinking and admiring Rea's tits. After a while 
I said, "Time for you folks to go home. Rea, you can 
have a shower here before you go."

The guys got dressed and left. I went over to Rea took 
her breast in my mouth as I started to unbutton her 
pants. She let me slide them down her legs and I 
pushed two fingers into her, feeling her wetness.

"You enjoyed this morning," I said.

"No. Yes. A little bit."

"Your puki says you did," I said, and without taking 
my fingers out I stood her up and bent her over the 
back of the couch. My penis was hard again and I 
pushed her legs apart so I could enter her.

"Noooo," she said, "you can't. I don't have any 
protection, we're trying for a baby. Use my mouth."

She was still humping my fingers and I knew she was 
hot for it. Worth a try.

"I've already had your mouth. I want to fuck you. You 
can choose: your puki or your puwit."

"Not my pussy," she said.

I couldn't believe it. I took my wet fingers from her 
cunt and pushed one then two into her ass. I scooped 
more pussy juice, and when her ass was slippery wet I 
lined up my cock and pushed inside. I was fucking her 
forbidden hole and then, suddenly, she was fucking 
back, meeting my every thrust. I put my hand back to 
her pussy and stroked her clit until she came with a 
cry of 'oh gooood.' It was enough to tip me over the 
edge and I came for the first time in the back door.

I didn't want it to end so without pulling out I half 
carried her to the front of the couch and sat down 
with her on top. Her panties were around her knees and 
for the first time I could see her pussyframed in a 
bush of thick black hair. I began rubbing it again and 
then took her hand and pushed three of her fingers 
inside. "Fuck yourself," I said. "I want to feel you 
come again.'

Rea's fingers began to move inside and then faster and 
faster as her legs spread wider. I was rubbing her 
clitoris with one hand while my other was pulling at 
her nipples. She came this time with a scream of 
pleasure/pain and fell forward onto the floor, 
quivering from the strength of her orgasm. She looked 
great.

"Would you like another drink?" I asked.

"No," she said. "Maybe a coffee and then I need to 
shower and get home."

I made us a coffee and then took her to have a shower 
in my ensuite. We passed the bed and I couldn't resist 
one more. This time I just wanted to fuck hard, no 
finesse, to my surprise Rea seemed totally turned on 
by this and she came again just as I did.

After her shower she got dressed and we didn't really 
know what to say.

"So, I'll see you back on Monday."

"Yes," she said, 'Have a good weekend."

And she went.

My weekend was busy, but when you work nights you 
never quite adjust even at weekends. On Sunday, around 
11 o'clock at night, I was wide awake. I texted Rea.

'Are you awake?'

I got a response in about eleven seconds. 'Yes.'

'What are you doing?'

'I'm in bed.'

'What are you thinking about?'

There was no reply. 'What are you wearing?' I texted.

'A tee shirt.'

'Nothing else?'

'Nothing else.'

'Are you thinking about my cock in your ass?'

'Yes.'

'Play with yourself. I want you to tell me how it 
feels.'

'I can't. My husband is asleep.'

I thought about my response. 'Get up and go to the 
bathroom and text me when you are there. I want to 
call you.'

A few minutes later I had the reply and I pressed 
dial. When she answered I said, "I want you to do two 
things. First, I want to hear you come. Put the phone 
down and play with your pussy until you come. I am 
going to listen. Imagine it is my cock in you."

I heard the sound of the phone being placed on the 
countertop and then the breathy groans that moved into 
orgasm. When that had subsided I said, "Now shave your 
pussy."

"I can't," she said. "What would I tell my husband?"

"You'll think of something," I said, "if he even 
notices. But shave it all."

"Yes," she said quietly.

"Oh, and there's a third thing," I said. "Tomorrow, 
when you come to work, wear a skirt."

On Monday night Rea turned up about five minutes 
before start time and she was wearing a knee length 
black skirt.

"Good weekend?" I asked.

"Busy," she said. "I had to work on my body."

"Good," I said, and I handed her my mobile phone. Why 
don't you go to the comfort room and take a picture of 
what you have done with your body work? Oh, and bring 
me your panties – you won't need to wear them 
tonight."

Rea was back in five minutes and handed me my phone 
and a scrunched up cloth – her panties. I unfolded 
them and then put them in my pocket before checking 
the pictures. Her puki was completely bald and 
sumptuously inviting. I said, "I'll give you your 
panties back when you've finished at my place 
tomorrow."

I spent most of the night fantasising about the pussy 
under the skirt. At five thirty we were in my car with 
her skirt hitched up and I was enjoying the look and 
the feel. We got to the flat and I was straightway on 
my knees licking that beautiful slit.

"Ah, you're too scratchy," she said. "You need to 
shave before you do that. I'll get a rash."

We went to shower together and I shaved while we 
washed each other. We had our first orgasms in the 
shower and then we moved on the bed. "Is this the 
first time you've cheated on your husband?"

Rea sighed. "Yes. No. I don't call this cheating." She 
turned to look at me. "My husband believes that all 
sex that is not about producing a child is a sin. So 
he only has sex with me when we are trying to have a 
baby, and then it is pretty basic process. He goes off 
on religious retreats twice a year where he learns 
that women and sex are necessary evils – I'm sure they 
believe that God made a mistake when he designed 
reproduction . So I think that if anyone wants these 
unused parts of me – my mouth, my puwit – there's no 
cheating. I'm not denying my husband anything."

"Mon said you used to like oral sex."

"I love it. I love the way a penis grows in my mouth 
and fills it and then gets harder before it comes. I 
loved you licking me today. But Mar would never do 
that."

"And anal?"

"You are the first and only. I've thought about it and 
used my fingers, but it's not exactly something you 
can ask a guy to do." She smiled. "I guess I was lucky 
you did it that way."

"If that's what you think we should do it again," I 
said.

And we did.

**

That first day set the pattern for our relationship. 
Rea came home with me three or four days a week, and 
we'd shower together. I shaved my face each morning 
and usually I would shave her pussy. The first sex was 
always oral. She liked to first suck on me while 
fingering herself. Eventually, as she's coming, she 
would push me all the way down her throat just for a 
second or two. Then she sucked me until I came.

We would have a drink or something to eat before our 
first fuck. Then we'd lie in bed together and talk and 
play with each other until we were ready to fuck once 
more. Sometimes we'd do a sixty nine with Rea on top. 
She liked to tease me by holding her pussy just out of 
reach of my tongue until I could grab a pile of 
pillows under my head. I would lick with long strokes 
from the top of her puki and down her crack, and 
prepare her anus with my mouth, tongue fucking her to 
provide lubrication. In bed I liked to take her from 
behind, her on knees and elbows with her bottom pushed 
up high. She loved it from behind, said the action 
goes in farther. She liked me to finish off in her 
mouth so she could look at me as I came. If she hadn't 
come I'd go down on her using tongue and fingers to 
bring her off.

Outside bed I liked to take her on the desk, her on 
her back with her legs stretched up over my shoulders. 
I could watch her face, the way her nose crinkled up 
as she got excited. Her breasts jiggling slightly at 
each thrust from my cock, and her beautiful shaved 
pussy. She would play with her pussy and push her 
fingers inside, feeling my cock through the thin 
membrane.

One day we lay in bed together, turning ourselves on 
by making a list of why anal sex is better than 
straight sex. It ended up like this:

For him -
- it's hotter and tighter
- when she puts two or three fingers in her pussy and 
strokes your cock from the inside the feeling is 
unbelievable
- when she comes all the muscles spasm and it feels 
like a million tiny fingers squeezing your cock

For her -
- all of the above
- orgasms are much more intense
- there's no risk of falling pregnant
- it feels so forbidden and so so sexy

It was a Thursday some eight weeks after we began when 
she told me it was the last time. I was stunned. 
"Why?" I asked.

"I'm pregnant," she said.

"What? I thought your husband..."

She smiled. "Maybe it was my shaved puki that got him 
going. Anyway, I got confirmation yesterday so we 
shall have to stop."

I could see that we must, but it didn't make it any 
easier. Rea saw my expression and stroked my face.

"Don't look so sad. We've still got today," and she 
took my cock in her mouth.

Our last fuck was memorable. I had her from behind, 
taking five or six strokes into her ass and the five 
or six into her pussy. For the first time I came in 
her cunt – maybe her first time of cheating.

This time I stayed in bed while she showered and 
dressed and she came back and kissed me on the mouth – 
our first kiss, I realised.

"Don't be sad," she said. "We've had a good time 
together." She kissed me again. "I need to focus on 
this thing inside me now. Anyway, if it all gets too 
much I might invite you up to BJC."

The door closed and she was gone.

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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world 
contract HIV every year. You only have one body per 
lifetime, so take good care of it!
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