Anna's Weekend of Agony and Ecstasy - Sex Stories

Anna's Weekend of Agony and Ecstasy

It was Friday afternoon as Anna sat at her desk, her phone in her hands. She had stated making the call countless times since she entered her office thirty minutes ago but she always stopped while scrolling for the number.

She had just returned from a meeting with aa very important potential customer and she had totally blown it. This was her company, she had built it from the ground up but lately she had been losing focus. Today was just the culmination of months of slow decline in the quality of her work. She needed this contract, and yet she hadn't been able to truly focus; the call would help focus her as it had always done in the past.....

Suddenly the ringing of her phone snapped her back to reality, looking at the number she heart skipped a beat. It was the client, maybe, just maybe there was a chance at saving this.

"Hello Paul, I didn't expect to hear from you"

"Anna, I'm glad you answered my call. I have been thinking about lunch and I may have over reacted. I won't beat around the bush, your presentation today was sloppy even, I daresay, unprofessional. It caught me by surprise because your reputation in the industry has always been stellar; it's the reason I haven't really been considering anyone else for this. I am in a bit of a bind yet I still can't see my way clear to accepting the proposal you showed me"

"I am truly sorry Paul, I realize my work was substandard. Is there any way I can have a second go at this.?"

"That's why I am calling. I ...

... will spend the week looking for a second source. Next Friday I will listen to your proposal again, wow me and the job is yours; anything less than the exceptional work you have been known for and I go elsewhere."

Her relief was almost palpable, "Thank you Paul, you will not regret this."

"I hope I don't, see you Friday." then he ended the call

One week, barely enough time to get this done right. Monday she would get started on fixing this, but right now she knew what she needed. The one thing that would bring clarity to her mind, block out the spurious thoughts and let her be herself again. Before she could start her work, she needed to once again accept her nature. She was a Masochist with a capital M, she needed pain and a great deal of it. She scrolled through her contacts and made the call.

He answered on the third ring, "Anna, always a pleasure to hear your lovey voice."

Just the sound of his voice had an instant effect on Anna, the low steady timbre, the deliberate pace, the unseen confidence had Anna already feeling herself surrendering to his will.

"Thank you Phobos."

That was not his real name but using the Greek god of fear as his pseudonym was very apropos since Anna simultaneously feared and trusted this man with her life.

Their relationship was a complex one that had taken years to develop but that's a story for another time.

"I need to see you Phobos."

Anna calling him Phobos, as opposed to his real name, told him what she needed and ...