When I was about 16 or 17 I answered the phone in the middle of the night (landline, cellphones weren’t a thing yet) and picked it up really quickly (I’m a light sleeper) so it wouldn’t wake my mother since I assumed a late night call would be for me or my sister. I whispered hello, and he whispered back, and it was a little weird, but I just assumed it was my boyfriend. He starts asking what I’m wearing and all, and before long we’re having full on phone sex.
It was pretty great, actually, but then a few days later I was with my boyfriend and mentioned how that was fun on the phone the other night. He had no idea what I was talking about.