Thank you for the response to the first half of this story. It was a fun one to write, even though it took several months to work out. I hope this one is as worthy of your approbation as the first one was. Gregg.

Disclaimer: I don't own, or profit from, these characters or franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.

Booth was a bit nervous as he looked at his cell phone. Bones was going to be calling him, and he knew that if he didn't answer the call, he could kiss Jr. down there goodbye as she would likely castrate him. But did he have the guts to reciprocate on the whole phone sex, revealing fantasies conversation that began last night? Even though he had never been so turned on as he was when she told him all of that the night before, and he'd spent most of the night dreaming of that incredibly hot fantasy she'd told him. Sure he was a guy and as such he was more than interested in sex, but he was also a private person and talking about sex was not something that came easily for him. He wasn't a prude, just private. Taking a deep breath he picked up the cell phone and punched one on the speed dial. Better to be the one making the call as opposed to waiting for her to call him like she said she would. Maybe he would get some brownie points for eagerness.

"Booth? I was going to call you in just a bit. Is something wrong?" he heard her damn sexy voice.

"No, I was just wanting to hear your voice," he misdirected a bit, still trying to get some brownie points.

"You just wanted to have phone sex again," he heard her tease him. "Is that it? Does Booth want to enjoy jerking off while he talks dirty over the phone?"

He had to admit, as he groaned, that Bones was a master at teasing. It made him appreciate her professionalism and ability to compartmentalize all the more. "Well, it was a lot of fun last night," he admitted.

"Yes, it was," she responded. "I dreamed about it all night and had to give myself two more orgasms this morning before going to work."

Booth audibly gulped as he imagined her playing with herself. The visuals were a bit sharper after having heard her describe her body the night before.

"I'm sorry I wasn't there to help," he told her, being honest, but also getting into the phone sex role.

"Really, Booth?" she asked, a short gasp of surprise at his statement coming out. "You really want to watch me masturbate, and help me to have an orgasm?"

"Yeah," he managed to get out in a somewhat normal tone of voice. What sane heterosexual guy wouldn't want to watch such a display? Especially when Bones was the woman in question!

"Well, that's something we'll have to make happen when you get back," she told him.

"So this is real, and not some one time thing over the phone?" he asked, knowing that it was, but his nervousness when it came to Bones was very real and needed some reassurance on something so important.

"I wouldn't have done what I did last night if I didn't want more than a one time occurrence, Booth," she assured him. She'd assured him of that the night before, but she knew that he was one who was cautious, especially where their friendship/relationship was concerned. "Now, I think you own me a fantasy. I can wait on a description of your body, as I want to look on your nude body without any preconceived notions."

Booth smirked. No preconceived notions. That was his Bones alright. Always wanting the objective analysis, even when it came to this, though she had been fantasizing about him for almost as long as he had fantasized about her.

"Well, my favorite fantasy involves you and the balcony at the lab," he told her after a moment of reflecting on whether he should reveal that particular one.

"Public sex?" Bones asked in clear surprise, but the amusement and arousal was evident in her voice. "So you do have a kinky side to you!"

"I won't dignify that with a comment," he said, trying to avoid feeling embarrassed. "But getting back to the issue at hand, I've always dreamed of the balcony overlooking the lab. It's late at night and I find you up there having some coffee."

"Am I the only one in the lab?" she asked

"Except for the Security Guard who I paid off to stay away from the lab for the next couple of hours," he said with a smile.

"Paid to be alone with me?" she questioned teasingly. "Are you saying I'm some sort of prostitute or escort?" she teased even further.

"Is this your fantasy or mine?" he said, his teeth grinding. Leave it to Bones to logically think something like a fantasy through to the smallest detail!

"It's yours," Bones chuckled. "Proceed."

"Are you naked and in bed?" he asked. He could see her roll her eyes in his mind, but he didn't care. Her telling him she was naked was a major turn on.

"Yes," she told him in a sexy, sultry voice. "Are you?"

"Oh, yeah," he told her, letting a certain huskiness creep into his tone.

"Are you hard yet?" she asked.

He looked down at Junior and smiled with a nod. Good boy! He had his priorities straight, after all. "As a rock, Bones," he told her.

"Do you know how wet when you say that?" she teased him mercilessly.

Booth jerked his hand away from Junior. "Bones," he pleaded. "If you want this to end right now with me embarrassing myself this soon, then keep on saying stuff like that. Otherwise, let me get back to the fantasy!"

"Okay," she told him. "I'll just get back to listening and getting my vibrator out to use while you talk."

Booth groaned. Now the image of her using the toy on herself was flooding his mind and he cursed Cullen for sending him on this training exercise. Granted, he may not be entering a relationship with Bones without this trip, but who knows. If he was there and he was in the new relationship with her he would be the one doing the playing with her and not some damn toy!

"Well, I come up there and see you leaning over the railing, coffee cup in hand. Looking down on the lab platform," he told her, his hand back on Junior lightly giving some stimulation. "Being a guy, I immediately notice your ass which is pushed out since you're bent over the railing."

"What am I wearing?" Bones asked.

"High heels, black, sheer stockings, also black, a short mid thigh skirt, and your blue lab coat," he told her.

"And what are you wearing?" she asked.

"Black jeans, my favorite Foreigner t-shirt, and my leather jacket," he informed her.

"You look so hot when you wear those," she told him, a deep breathy sigh punctuating the word "hot". "And the socks?"

"Black running shoes and rainbow socks," he added.

"I love your rainbow socks," she admitted.

Booth made a mental note to by a dozen more pair so he'd have them on his feet everyday, even when he ignored his laundry on occasion. Then he got back to business.

"I announce myself, as usual, and you turn around smiling at me," he told her. Maybe a bit of an exaggeration of what would really happen, but hey, it's a fantasy! "You look me up and down, admiring the outfit, and a sly smile comes to your face. I know what you're thinking, though. You're thinking I'm HOT Bones, and can hardly keep from ripping my clothes off right there on the balcony."

"I have imagined ripping your clothes off in my office a number of times when you've shown up unannounced," she admitted with a moan, letting him know that she was getting turned on by his fantasy.

Booth made another mental note. He was going to make damn sure that none of this fantasy stuff got revealed to that twelve year old shrink, Sweets. They didn't need to be arrested for contributing to the sexual delinquency of a twelve year old!

"You ask what I'm doing there so late and I tell you that I came to make sure that you left the lab tonight," he continued. "As usual you tell me that you are a grown woman and are able to make your own decisions, and if you want to stay in the lab all night then you would do so."

"And what do you say?" she asked, breathing heavier.

"I finally snap, Bones," he told her. "I decide to let you know just how much I want you. I tell you that if you don't want to leave the lab, then I'll do something that you might regret."

"And?" she said quickly, the gasp in her voice telling him the idea was turning her on even more.

"I go straight over to you and whip you around, bending you over the rail, lifting the lab coat and your skirt over your hips," he said, a smile on his lips as he stroked himself more rapidly. The heavy breathing on the line was music to his ears.

"I always knew you were a real Alpha Male," Bones purred almost breathlessly over the phone.

"Damn straight, Bones," he said as he really began stroking Junior fast and furiously. "After I run my hands up your inner thighs and find out your really wet for me I line myself up and thrust myself in on one solid stroke, not giving you time to adjust as I start pounding in and out of you as fast as I can. That lab coat has me so worked up I need to get off fast. All the while you're egging me on, letting me know how big and strong I am and how great I feel as I fuck you."

"Keep going Booth!" Bones demanded. "I'm almost there!"

"Oh, God, me, too, Baby, me too," he panted as he felt himself about to explode. "I don't last long, but all of a sudden I tense up and slam into you hard and deep, cumming inside of you, the spasms shaking me from head to toe."

He heard Bones scream his name over the phone, and then a whimpering sound as she came down from an explosive orgasm. He let loose right then and groaned her name as he came all over his stomach.

When he caught his breath he finished the fantasy. "After I finish," he said, panting, "we clean up a bit and then I take you back to my place and we spend the night making love now that the tension we've been feeling for the last three years is toned down a bit."

"When do you get home?" Bones demanded in a very needy tone of voice. He could tell she wasn't joking around, and her voice was still coming out in short, breathy pants as she tried to recover from her orgasm.

"I have four more days," he told her. He knew that the next four days would be the longest of his whole life.

"You better come straight to my place the minute that damn plane lands, Booth," she told him in a no-nonsense tone.

"Exactly what I had in mind, Bones," he told her with a wide grin. Hot damn! He was going to get some! He'd show Bones he was no prude!

"And Booth," she said in a very sexy tone.

"Yeah?"

"Don't you ever call me Baby again," she said as she hung up the phone.

He laughed. She always had to have the last word. Oh, well. If the prize was his at long last, then he'd let her have the last word all she wanted. This time it just allowed him to come up with a more acceptable bedroom nickname if Baby was out. Snapping the cell phone shut he went to go get cleaned up, whistling Hot Blooded.

A/N: So how was it? Lusty enough for a fantasy? Since fantasy can easily go into the realm behaving in ways that one normally wouldn't, or going outside your comfort zone, this one is one that I can easily see Booth fantasizing about. I can also see it as I don't believe Booth is a prude, and would be a very welcome surprise to Bones when they do indeed come together. I also don't think that Booth would be quite as graphic as Bones, thus the imagery is a little more vague, but just as sexy, in my opinion. I will be doing one more chapter for when he gets home. Gregg.