Definition of awkward.

this is written from a prompt in a book I picked up. Hope you enjoy, its off the wall>

It was hot. It was the kind of hot that actually made her feel hot, even after all these years on the job. She was using her "work voice", throaty and sexy, and she couldn't help licking her lips as this man, deep voiced and calm talked to her like she had never heard.

And to say she had never heard anything like it before was saying something. She had heard it all, callers who wanted to put in her butt, callers that wanted her to put something in their butt, callers who liked to lick women's feet, a regular caller who would have her talk about licking his teeth and touching them with her fingers as he breathed heavy and slow, then jerking and shallow as he finished his task.

She heard herself say something she had never said before, either. Something stupid. Something bad. "I want to meet you", she said, "Where do you live?"

"I want to meet you too," the voice said, sounding oddly shaky. "I live on West Hyatt Street".

She lived on West Hyatt Street...but she wasn't that stupid, she wouldn't tell this guy where she lived. When he spoke again his voice broke, and she heard something familiar. It made the hairs on the back of her neck stand up. The more he spoke, the more uncomfortable she got.

"Do I know you?" she asked. Like if she did the guy would know, she wasn't using her "real" voice.

The man didn't answer.

"I do know you! Oh my God..." she said in her real voice, "Oh my God," she sobbed.

"Mom?! Oh fuck!"

Dialtone.