Monday Monday

I get a call from Dan asking me to come in on my night off. He offered me a 50 buck bonus to work the extra shift. Even though my first check was nice I am still far from paying off my nasty credit card bills so I am taking whatever I can get. You would think that the weekend, my main shift, would have the freakiest callers, but that would be wrong if last night is any indication of they calls that come in on Mondays. OMG!!! is the only way to describe the freaks that called. After my break last night I put my headphones on when Dan buzzes me and lets me know I have a call. After a break it usually takes a few minutes to get back in the "mode" (mode being that sexy phone sex girl voice). Now usually the guys start off really quiet and a big part of what I do is make them feel comfortable and get them to open up and tell me their fantasy. Not with this guy. He starts off with,"Call me Daddy", "Who's your Daddy?" I think that this has to be a joke. "I'm sorry". "CALL ME DADDY".
"Ok, oh you are my daddy. You are my daddy" I moan
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, who is your daddy bitch? Who is your daddy that is going to do it all over your back and in your hair?"
"You are. You are my daddy. "
This goes on for a few minutes and I can tell he is, well you know, on the other side of the extension. The usual heavy breathing is on the other side as I keep him going talking really slow and almost whispering, "ohhh, dadddyyy, ohhhh". Super cheese I know, but sex is funny if you really think about it.
Finally he pauses and that means that he is "happy" and has completed what he started when he called. I figure the call is over but then he starts talking about his job and his x-wife, etc. This was my first call where I got the perve and the lonely guy.