36 [M4F] – Blow me on a Conference call tomorrow

Working from home has seriously blurred the lines for me.

I’ve got a conference call coming up. Camera on. Shoulders squared. Calm voice. Acting like I care about deliverables and timelines.

Meanwhile… you’re under the desk.

Off camera. Quiet. Focused. Knowing exactly what you’re doing to me while I try to keep eye contact with my boss.

I want the real risk of it — the way I have to speak clearly while my breathing wants to betray me. The way I have to nod thoughtfully while my hand grips the edge of the desk. The tension of knowing one wrong sound, one slip in my voice, and I’m done.

You’d have to love that power.

The control.

The way I can’t touch you back without shifting the frame.

The way I have to pretend everything is normal while you make it anything but.

Maybe I mute at the last second.

Maybe I don’t.

Maybe you test how steady I really am.

I’m 6’3”, 195lbs, athletic but not obsessed with the gym. Clean, discreet, and very aware that this only works if we’re both fully into the thrill.

If the idea of watching me try not to unravel mid-sentence makes you smile…

let’s see how professional I can really be.