Chart Throb by Elton Ben

Chart Throb by Elton Ben

Author:Elton, Ben [Elton, Ben]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub, azw
Publisher: Transworld Digital
Published: 2009-12-23T00:00:00+00:00


Hello, Baby

The man upon whom all the dreams were focused was in his hotel room indulging in a dream of his own.

‘Hello, Emma,’ he breathed into the telephone, ‘what are you wearing?’ ‘I’m wearing jeans and a T-shirt. I’ve been at work.’

‘Shoes?’

‘No. I’m at home now. I’ve taken my shoes off if you must know.’

‘What about your socks?’

‘Calvin, I thought you were a busy, important man. Don’t you have anything more interesting to talk about than my socks?’

‘What could be more interesting than your socks? Except your feet?’

‘I’m going to hang up in a minute if this conversation doesn’t improve.’

‘Take off your jeans.’

‘Certainly not!’

‘Please.’

‘No! Absolutely not! I’d feel ridiculous. Why, anyway?’

‘Well, because I’ve asked you to, I suppose.’

There was a pause.

‘I’d have to put the phone down.’

‘No, keep it in your hand.’

‘Oh, for heaven’s sake!’

‘Hold the phone close to your zip as you undo it. Do it slowly.’

‘No!’

‘It isn’t a lot to ask.’

‘In my opinion it is.’

‘I think about you all the time.’

‘That doesn’t mean I’m obliged to let you listen to my zipper.’

‘I didn’t say you were obliged, I just asked. I don’t see why during this lengthy and, I might add, extremely demanding period in which I’m supposed to win your trust I shouldn’t be allowed some tenuous sexual connection with you, that’s all.’

‘And listening to me take off my trousers at a distance of a hundred and twenty miles would help, would it?’

‘Yes, as a matter of fact I think it would. Bit pathetic, I know, but that’s how much I love you.’

There was a pause and then Calvin heard the tiny, staccato clicking of a zip being pulled.

‘There. Happy?’ he heard her say.

‘Take them off, keep the phone in your hand and take them off. Pull them down over your knickers, right down your legs and over your socks.’

‘You take yours off.’

‘They are off. I’m in my suite. I’ve just had a shower, I’m wearing the hotel dressing gown and in a moment I have to go downstairs and have dinner with Rodney and Beryl and all I can think of is you.’

Another pause.

‘Well,’ said Emma, her voice a cross between defiance and seduction. ‘Take off your dressing gown then.’

‘Now you’re talking.’

Calvin did as he was told.

‘It’s off,’ he said. ‘It’s on the floor.’

‘So you’re naked then?’

‘Yes and I look fantastic. Totally hot, as they say. Now you take your jeans off.’

Calvin turned the volume on his phone up to full as he strained to listen to the muffled noises of someone disrobing.

‘They’re off,’ Emma told him, returning to the phone. ‘And I feel rather silly standing here in my knickers.’

‘So you’re wearing just knickers, a bra and a T-shirt?’

‘Yes, that’s right. Knickers lilac. Bra white. T-shirt pale pink before you ask. I suppose you want me to take them off too?’

‘No. I want to be there when you do that.’

‘If you were here I wouldn’t do it.’

‘But you will, one day.’

‘I might.’

‘Will you put the phone into your knickers and rub the mouthpiece against yourself?’

‘NO!’

‘Please?’

‘NO!!



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