I am a Teen Boy’s Phone Sex Addiction and He is Mine

phone sex addictionI have become a high school boy’s phone sex addiction. Not here. Sadly, I cannot talk to just anyone in this job. But my husband hired a teenage boy to help him put together a few things over the summer. My husband made his office bigger so he can stop going to work. He is a lawyer and semi-retired. Most of what he does, he can do from home. He just needed to build some shelves for his law books and things like that. I am not handy with tools. Well, not real tools, lol. And my husband is too old to do all the work by himself. I told him to ask one of our sons to help him, but he decided to pay a local high school boy. That actually worked out well for me too. The boy was handsome. Tall and lean. Appeared to be in good shape. He was calling me ma’am the entire first week, even though I insisted he call me Esmerelda. He was not a boy I knew. Not sure how my husband found him, but I was glad he did. By the second week of him being here, I caught him staring at me more than once. Finally, this phone sex milf piqued his interests. I gave him my phone number. I told him I would pick him up and take him home. No need to ride the subway. I sent him a naked picture. It was risky. But I had a plan laid out if my naked body did not go over well. Instead of any kind of reply, he sent me a dick picture. From there it spiraled into a slew of naked pictures and cyber sex. That morphed into late night calls after my husband went to bed, but I did not care. I started masturbating with him. I have been having phone sex with him almost nightly for three weeks now. He is addicted to beating off with me just like most of my regular callers. I have not fucked him yet, but he plans on coming by in the morning on his way to school. My husband won’t care if I bang a young stud, but the boy is worried about my husband, so I told him my husband would be gone Tuesday morning in court. I cannot wait to finally fuck this boy. We have had hours of foreplay and I am ready to fuck his brains out.

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