“It’s nothing, Lanie”, I lied.“Well I think that there is something....actually, Miles...I have to tell you something...”, Lanie said, in a ...ather depressed way.“What?”“In Colorado, I-well-I really missed having you around to-you know- finger me, and I met this one boy, and we kinda...he kinda...we didn’t have sex, but...”My heart rose, Lanie had cheated on me! Though I would never ever tell her about Fay, her new friend, I did feel much better about the whole situation for all the wrong. “Stroke a little harder…a little faster, now. Don’t cum until I tell you to” I instructed her. My perceived control over her orgasm will make her want it all the more. Her breathing was heavy into the phone. I heard an occasional “Unnnhh…unnnhh” from her; she was beginning to reach for it. “Not yet, my love…not until I tell you…just a little longer…” my own cock was seeping pre-cum, but I could only ignore it. I was totally miles away…in that room with her…helping her to achieve maximum. Vicki then gave me an oral examination rubbing her fingers on my gums."Can't be too careful these days, besides you're a brothel worker aren't you"? I was taken aback. "It's more escort, I've got a few regulars they book through that establishment." I fumbled. She smiled at me knowingly. "Any way I get to sample the goods, like the guys previous." My mind flashed back, I've had to suck 18 cocks to get this far, 6 last Tuesday then 12 on Thursday. They were pigs on Thursday, drunken losers. I rubbed her chest some more and got her arms away from her body, exploring the other nipple and reaching higher to stroke her chin and throat with my fingertips. My penis was engorging, poking against her ass through the silk and I felt it throb as I slid my hand down over her belly again. I had to feel all of her skin against me. I would be gentle. I rolled away slightly and shucked the boxers off, my cock springing stiffly up. I rose up on an elbow and slid my arm under the crook of her.