"Fuck it. I'm in."

"Fuck it. I'm in," Spencer said taking what was a gigantic leap of faith for him.

He could hear her laughing on the other end of the line. "What?" he asked uncertainly.

"Spencer I've never heard you swear before. It's funny coming from you," Darcie said with genuine mirth in her voice. "I might start worrying that I'm a bad influence on you."

"You are definitely some sort of influence that's for sure," Spencer played along with her.

"Well if you are free again tomorrow maybe I can use my undue influences on you again?" Darcie said floating the idea of a second romp.

"Is that what your calling them?" Spencer countered.

"You can call them whatever you want if you keep making me cum like today again."

"I promise I'll do my hardest."

"Your hardest was very damn hard too Spence. Fuck I thought you were going to blow my back out on that desk."

They both laughed at that.

"You know Spencer," Darcie started with a seductive tone to her voice, "I getting really wet just talking to you like this."

"Are you now?" Spencer said, intrigued.

"I'm just thinking about how good you felt when you stuck your hard cock inside me. I'm in the exact same spot."

"Are you in the office or your bed?"

"I'm lying here in bed Spence. Right where you got on top of me," Darcie's voice had got rather breathy and Spencer was almost certain she was playing with herself on the phone to him. His own cock was getting uncomfortably hard.

"The same spot where you got on top of me and rode me?"

"That the one. Right where I climbed atop that stiff dick and rode it hard. You liked me riding your dick didn't you?"

Darcie's voice was becoming shaky and Spencer could very easily hear her heavy breathing.

"You know I loved it. You made me shoot all my sticky cum inside you Darce. You loved taking both my big loads didn't you!"

Spencer had pushed her over the line.

"Oh fuck Spencer. I'm cumming!"

Spencer kept his ear glued to his cell as Darcie moaned and wailed down the phone line as she came. He rubbed his aching cock through his sweatpants, wishing he's started playing with himself when Darcie had. Spencer's mouth was dry from arousal and he could feel his ears were hot and red from the blood being pumped through his body by his racing heart.

As her moaning slowly subsided Darcie was able to talk again, "God I wonder if all the other mom's do that when they talk to you, Spencer?"

"Do not go putting that image in my head! You have no idea how often Britney calls me," Spencer shook his head at the thought.

"Mmmm," Darcie still purred down the line. " You know if your not sleepy yet, I had an idea..."

"Go on," Spencer said encouragingly.