Post 205: I Hear Noises Downstairs

“Hi - Dr J?”

“Uhhh...Melissa?” I said into the phone when she answered, “Hi...g-got a minute?”

“Yes, of course, sweetie..!” she replied, her voice bright with excitement. She sounded surprised, hearing from me on a weekend. Id spent all day in my apartment, maybe she was in hers. For myself I felt weird, apprehensive, unsure that I should be calling her. Why couldn’t I handle this myself? I thought.

“I just got back from the gym, finished up in the shower,” she went on, trying to sound casual, “so I’m all yours. What’s up?”

Omigod was I really doing this?? I fretted, suddenly knowing I’d made a mistake, and should just weather the issue, keep my head down and ignore it, let it go away. Too late, though, I guess. ”Uh, well...um…” I began, my heart racing.

“What is it, hun?” she asked, and I could feel her putting concern in her voice, using it to mask a more earnest, eager enthusiasm, anxious to hear what I had to say.

“I, uh...hear noises,” I finally said, my face flushing with shame as I stood pacing my tiny apartment. My gut had dropped out from under me already, and I felt like I was falling. “From downstairs,” I continued, “and I don’t think it’s the construction…”

“Oh, sweeeeeetie…!!!” she sang, her voice now suddenly syrupy, “You’re nervous about some noises? And you called meeee?” Through the line I heard her hold back a giggle, and I winced in humiliation.

“Y-yes I’m so sorry I ju-”

“No no no..!” she stopped me, quieting her own private glee, “it’s okay!! I’m glad you called…” I heard her breathe on the other end, settle herself. “Now, tell me,” she said, “what kind of noises are you hearing?”

“We’ll, I, uhm,” I began, taking a settling breath myself, trying to make myself sound less pathetic than I felt, “there’s uh, people downstairs, voices in your office. I c-can, uh, hear them through the floor…”

Melisss was quiet, listening. When I didn’t continue, embarrassed by how meek I must sound to her, she spoke up. “Your voice sounds nervous, sweetie,” she said, her voice lower, rich with a strange timbre, “Are you nervous?”

“I, uh, well…” I stammered. Oh my god I was wilting in the mortification of the moment, and yet I felt myself thickening in the thin gym shorts I’d been wearing all day. “it’s j-just that, um…i-I-I-“

“Shhhh, honey, relax,” she cooed, soothingly, “it’s okay, it’s okay to be nervous. You’re there all by yourself, it’s getting dark. It can be scary.” I heard her breathing on the other end, and I listened intently, “But it’s just the girls. I was there with them earlier. We were working on some plans for the new wing with some ladies from Evolution. They're there finishing up, relaxing a bit. I think they have some vodka.”

“O-oh, uh, okay…” I answered, “that’s f-“

“I told them not to disturb you. Do you need me to tell them to quiet down?” she offered, the full confidence of her voice quelling my apprehensive one, “If you’re feeling a little shy, if you don’t want to go down there…”

Sh-shy? ”n-no, that’s okay, I can, uh…” I rubbed myself through my shorts.

“I’m at my place, but I can come there, tell them to go home?” she continued, “Or I can come keep you company ‘til they leave..?”

“n-no, Melissa, i-it’s okay…” I replied, stifling a groan as I squeezed my ungodly erection, already a monster creeping up past my waistband. I could picture what she might be wearing, stepping through my door...

“Are you sure?” she countered, her amusement crackling over the airwaves, “You sure you don’t need the alpha female, to come make things better? <giggle!> To come make you feel safe?”

“N-no…Melissa…r-r-really…” I stammered, befuddled by my own feelings and nearly ready to yank my shorts down. I had to deny it, of course I had to, but the dark parts of me wanted her to come right now and hold me, wrap me to her chest and protect me from the world.

“Sweetie, I love that you need me to reassure you that you’re safe,” she said, as I slipped my hand down the front of my shorts and grasped myself in full, squeezed and stroked, “and I have to admit...I love that I hired these strong women, ones that men find intimidating, to surround you and do everything here for you. But you don’t have to be scared of them, sweetie. They adore you…”

Just then, I heard the cackle of laughter from downstairs…

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