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Meredith had a few too many shots at Joe’s and wound up dialing a number she hadn’t used in years, since before Derek died.
“Hello?” She hears the sleepy voice after two rings.
“Addieeeeeee,” the blonde squeals as she finishes kicking her jeans off like a toddler and crawls into bed.
“Meredith, it’s one in the morning, what’s going on?”
“I just had a, um, wait. Why did you call me?”
Addison huffs out a laugh, rolling her eyes at the other woman, “Meredith Grey, are you drunk?”
“Me? Drunk? Merdif Grey? Defninitely not.”
“Please tell me you’re at least at home and in bed,” Addison tries to sound like she doesn’t care.
“Why do you want to know if I’m in bed, Addie? You want to know what I’m wearing too?”
Addison has to pause to stifle a moan that even surprises herself, “did you call me in the middle of the night to seduce me, Grey?”
“Oh oh oh,” Meredith says excitedly, “no I didn’t, but that reminds me of why I called! Derek told me something once, a long long time ago, and I suddenly remembered it after shot number five, no, six, and it raised a question in my mind hole that I need an answer to right this very minute.”
Addison smiles at her rambling, grateful this wasn’t a FaceTime call, “okay, what’s your question then?”
Meredith pauses, for a second Addison even thinks maybe she forgot… again, but alas, the blonde blurts out her question.
“How big is your cock?”
Addison nearly chokes on her own spit, “excuse me?”
“Come on, Addie. Derek told me you’re intersex and I need to know. I must!”
“Okay, this conversation is done,” Addison says and then hangs up before the blonde even has a chance to reply. It’s only then that Addison notices the bulge in her silk pajamas. Clearly the drunken flirting had done a number on her. She touches herself that night, having the most intense orgasm she’s had in a long time. Meredith, on the other hand, passes out the moment the call ends.
The next day, Meredith is eating lunch in her office when her phone starts ringing. She picks it up and almost spits out her drink when she sees the caller ID.
Addison Montgomery
“Hello?”
“Hey, Meredith. You doing okay today?”
Meredith raises an eyebrow, so confused about what’s happening right now, “I’m, uh, fine? How about you?”
“I’m good, other than being fairly sleep deprived considering I got woken up in the middle of the night.”
Suddenly it comes back to Meredith in a wave of memories, “oh shit. I called you.”
“What? You didn’t remember?”
“I didn’t, but then, just now, I did. I’m, um, holy shit I’m sorry, Addison. Derek shouldn’t have even told me that and I can’t believe I would ask you that and-“
“Nine,” she’s cut off.
“What?”
“My cock,” she says matter of factly, “it’s nine inches. I just wanted to make sure you were sober so you would remember. So you could picture my long, thick cock that I had to take care of after your little drunken phone call last night.”
“Addison,” she breathes out, “you touched yourself last night?”
“Yes, apparently my little friend liked your weird flirting.”
Meredith blushes at the thought, “well how can I picture it if I haven’t seen it?”
“Naughty girl, Meredith,” she swears she can hear a moan coming from the blonde, “too bad I’m not a dick pic kind of girl.”
“You don’t have to be, Addie. That’s what FaceTime is for,” Meredith says, clearly not wanting to give up.
“Well I’m certainly not nine inches right now, only sporting a semi.”
“We can definitely fix that. I bet I could get you hard, Addison,” her voice gets lower, “I’d love to get my mouth on you, wrap my lips around your length, bob up and down. I’d feel you get bigger in my mouth, you’d keep growing until you’re buried in my throat.”
“Fuck,” Addison finally responds, not wanting to fight anymore.
“How is it now, Addie?”
She pauses, hesitant.
“Meredith.”
“Addison.”
“God, what are you doing to me,” she husks.
“Please, Addie, take it out for me, I want to see,” the blonde is not below begging, not when she’s this turned on.
“I already did, Meredith. Fuck, I’m pumping my cock, imagining your mouth,” Addison was going to continue the teasing, until she hears her phone ding. It’s Meredith requesting to facetime.
Fuck it, she thinks as she answers it.
“Addison, as much as I love your face, this is not what I asked for,” the blonde rolls her eyes, “show me your cock.”
“That wasn’t very nice, Grey.”
Meredith grumbles in frustration, before she whines, “Addison, please show me your fat cock. I need it, please. I’ll do anything.”
Addison gives her a devilish smirk, clearly happy she got her way. As a reward, she finally gives the blonde what she wants, raising her phone higher as she tilts it down. Meredith bites back a moan when she sees Addison’s hand wrapped around the biggest cock she’s ever seen.
“Fuck, Addison, you’re stunning.”
“Mmmm, I showed you mine, Mer. Now show me yours, let me see that dripping pussy.”
“Addison, I haven’t, not since before Derek died, I haven’t even shaved,” Meredith protests.
The redhead immediately pans back to her face, making Meredith whine, “I don’t care how big the bush is, now show me your cunt, Grey.”
The familiar inflection of her commanding attending voice immediately makes Meredith feel like that little doe eyed intern again. She props her phone up on the edge of her desk and stands from her chair, moving to lock her door before sliding her pants and panties down and returning to her chair.
When she returns, Addison has moved to the couch in her office, propping her phone on the coffee table so she has a full view of her cock once again. “Put your feet up on the desk for me.”
This time, Meredith obeys immediately, but keeps her knees together, feeling shy about the state of her pussy right now.
“Spread ‘em, Grey, let me see.”
When the blonde does, she swears she can see Addison’s cock twitch at the view, “fuck, Mer, you’re soaked.”
Even through the phone, Addison can see her blonde curls glistening, the sheen on her inner thighs, and her wetness running down onto her chair.
“Now lose the rest of your clothes, slut.”
Meredith quickly sits up to remove her shirt and bra before returning to her position in the chair. She can see the lust in Addison’s eyes.
“What a beautiful little whore, Grey,” she sees Meredith blush and continues, “touch your tits for me, cup them gently.”
Meredith does as she’s told, bringing her hands to her chest. She’s so exposed like this and is surprised at how much it’s turning her on. The moment her hands brush over her nipples, she lets out a filthy moan.
“Such pretty sounds from such a pretty girl,” Addison praises as she lazily strokes her painfully hard cock. “I wish I was touching your chest, wanna feel the weight of your tits in my hands.”
“Yes, please,” the blonde moans out, “want your hands on me.”
“Fuck, pinch your nipples for me,” Addison speeds up her stroking a bit as Meredith follows her command.
“Mmmm, god, it feels so good.”
“You follow directions very well. Such a good little whore for me,” Addison is amazed at how responsive she is as Meredith moans in response.
“Take two fingers in your mouth, slut,” she watches Meredith suck obscenely on her pointer and middle fingers and has to stifle a moan thinking about those lips wrapped around her cock, “now get your nipples nice and wet for me and draw gentle circles.”
Meredith smears her own spit over her nipples before circling them with the tips of her fingers, “god, Addison, fuck, I need more.”
Addison gives her a devilish smirk, “not yet. You’re going to come just like this.”
“Fuck, I can’t, I need more,” she grumbles.
“You’re clenching around nothing like a common whore and your skin is flushed, speed up your fingers a bit, you can do it.”
Meredith speeds up her fingers, making tighter circles directly over her enlarged buds as she feels the coil in her belly tightening, “oh god, I need to come. Please, Addie, can I come?”
Addison feels so powerful like this, “come for me, slut.”
The coil snaps, Meredith’s body convulsing as she orgasms, “oh fuck, Addie!”
Before she’s even coming down from her high, Addison issues more instructions, “touch your clit, whore. It needs attention.”
Meredith barely brushes it and her entire body shakes, “fuck, I can’t. It’s too sensitive.”
“Push through it, I know you can,” Addison commands, though Meredith makes no move to follow, “now, slut.”
“Fuck. Yes, ma’am,” she brings two fingers to rub over her sensitive bud, her body convulsing with each pass.
“I prefer Mistress,” Addison replies with a smirk and she can see Meredith’s ministrations speed up in response. “Bring your other hand down too. Three fingers, inside, now.”
“Yes, Mistress,” she inserts three fingers easily, her cunt is soaked from her first orgasm and she’s immediately on edge again, “oh god, Mistress, please, are you close? I can’t take it much longer.”
“Speed up both hands, slut, I’m close too,” Addison watches her speed up and does the same. She reaches over to grab a tissue from the side table and wraps it around the tip of her cock, “come for me, slut.”
Addison releases ropes of cum into the tissue as Meredith explodes, crying out regardless of who might be listening, “fuck, mistress. Thank you, god, thank you.”
Addison disposes of the tissue and pulls up her pants as Meredith comes down from the most intense orgasm she’s ever had. “Next time I’m in Seattle, I am going to absolutely devour you, got it, slut?”
“Fuck, please Mistress,” Meredith feels herself getting turned on again just at the thought.
“Have fun cleaning up the mess you made. Bye, Meredith,” Addison hangs up without giving Meredith a chance to respond.
The blonde just rolls her eyes before finally moving to clean herself up.