Office Relief

Office

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

You clawed your way to the top. No one handed you that big office with the view. You earned it. Just as you’ve earned me. Your little office relief slut. I knew what the position consisted of when you hired me. The obligations were clear. It was required of me to be in your office from nine to five, for whatever you needed.

The first day, I showed up wearing what I thought was cute office attire. Finding quickly that it didn’t matter what I wore to the job because once there, you stripped me naked. Your big office has floor to ceiling windows on one wall, a black, leather love seat and of course, your massive desk with chairs opposite for your guests.

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Pretty Little Girl For Me

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

His job is masculine and demanding. So many people depend on nearly every choice he makes. The pressure is heavy, and I can see how it weighs on him as he walks through the door. There isn’t much I can do to remove that weight, but I can shift it for a while. I smile as he drops his gear; he gives me a weak smile back.

I know he’s tired, but we have a long night ahead of us. I wrap him in my arms. Kissing his jaw and whispering in his ear. “You need to shower, little girl. You smell like such a boy.” I can feel his chest rumble as he chuckles. “I’ve laid out tonight’s outfit.” Pushing space between us, I look into his eyes. The sparkle is returning; he’s excited about transforming for me. Next, I swat his ass and remind him. “Don’t keep me waiting.”

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Better Late Than Never

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

I woke up to the sounds of him shuffling things in the dresser. Prying one eye open, I squinted against the bathroom light he’d turned on to try to navigate the bedroom without the overhead light waking me. I grumbled as I sat up to stretch, the covers puddled over my lap exposing my perky breasts. The morning chill had made my nipples stiff, and I did nothing to cover them.

“Sorry, babe.” He smiled weakly. “I tried not to wake you. I’m already late and can’t find the watch I wanted to wear today.” My brows crumpled together as I pouted. Most mornings, I wake up to his fingers or tongue buried in my pussy to start my day with a smile. Yet, this morning he was dressed entirely and definitely not between my legs.

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Do I look like a Cock Slut? Phonesex

Sweet lovin Kayla 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

My dentist appointment on Tuesday was much easier than I thought it would be, but something the dentist said has really been bothering me. I had this wisdom tooth coming in sideways, and it was making my jaw so tight and uncomfortable, so I knew what had to be done.

It had to be removed. The stupid oral surgeon only works one day, every two weeks, so it felt like forever until I could see him. Finally, when they were able to see me, he looked in my mouth and agreed that the tooth has got to go.

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GAME NIGHT “What Did You Do?” Phonesex

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Tonight at 6 pm PST, I’ll be hosting game night! You don’t have to be smart or have a long cock (lucky for you losers, eh?) to win my game. February is the month of LOVE and since y’all spend all day here, I assumed you must be good at purchasing gifts to win your lady’s favor after she’s caught you with your dick in your hand.

I’ll be sharing some gift ideas (You’re welcome) and all you have to do is tell me “What did you do,” that caused you to spend that much $$money$$ on a gift.

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Good Girl Phonesex

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

A car door shuts somewhere outside. My ears perk up and my head tilts to the side as I listen, “Daddy?” I hop off the couch, skipping down the hall to kneel in the foyer. My head is still turned toward the front door to listen carefully for his heavy footsteps coming up the walkway. An uncontrollable wiggle takes over my rear as I hear the key get pushed into the lock. The tiny clicks of it turning in place make me bounce in place and then the door opens and I squeal!

“Who’s Daddy’s good girl?” He asks chuckling at my giddy expression and how I’m squirming to stay in place on my knees, naked before him with only my thick leather collar around my neck.

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Currency Control Climax Phonesex

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

He’s a hard working man. One who plans and builds. He’s in control of every aspect of his every day life until he submits to me. How does such a man give in? Through currency control, of course. I’m younger than him and I don’t work nearly as hard as he does. His early mornings, late nights, working over time is so much more than my rolling over in bed to take phonesex calls in my lingerie. (Lingerie someone else bought me.) Why should he hand over his money to me?

The answer is much more simple than you can imagine. Because I want it.

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The Empty Nester Phonesex

Empty

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Being a Daddy comes with some harsh realities. Like how one day, you’ll turn around, and your little girls will be all grown and moved out of the house. Living their own lives as the hottest phone sex whores all across America.  While you’re so proud of them, being an empty nester is really hard on a good Daddy.

No one’s hair to brush, no one’s ass to spank. Why you don’t even have anyone there to even fight with you over what’s for dinner. Me, being the good daughter, gathered up all the sassy, sisters and told them I thought it was time we took turns watching over Daddy.

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Kayla WOW Phonesex

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Some girls have a super heavy time of the month. It can make things really uncomfortable and messy! Especially when one’s bladder gets weak during the same time. Look at this MESSY girl! She buys the cutest panties and even spends a ton of money on high quality, pretty undies.

But she never remembers to protect them during that time every month!

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Blog Me a Contest Phonesex Entry

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

At the thought of the word pay, my pencil betrays me and starts to twitch. I sigh. That is how it starts. Miss Kayla is able to make my pencil twitch, but I know I can only make her happy when I pay. Pay and now stand guard.

As I lean my head against the door, I hear the moans of pleasure. She certainly sounds like she is enjoying herself. How can I make it better? How can I become more useful for Miss Kayla? Let me count her moans. Maybe I can pay her for each moan so that she gets twice the pleasure.

One, two, three.. my hand moves to my pencil as I count. Yes, she is going to like this..Come on Mr. England make her moan so I can pay. “Nine, ten” this is going to get expensive….

 

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