Title: 1-900-Scully

Rating: M For MA only please. I tried my best to keep the language clean, but I did use some innuendos. Let me know if I went too far. I didn't intend to insult these characters I just wanted to give Mulder a present I think he'd love. I just don't know how risqué you can get before the "board" gets upset.

Status: Complete

Spoilers: None. Set after season 9 before the reboot and William is still with them.

Archive: Wow, what an honor, hell yes, just drop a note first.

Feedback: Most definitely

Disclaimer: No copyright infringement intended, characters and show reference belong to their creator CC and 1013 yada, yada, yada. No money so, I prefer you just read and enjoy.

Summary: So, a while ago I did a fanfic on Scully's birthday and how Mulder remembered it in a way only Mulder could. Now I've decided to give him birthday present yeah; I know I missed it this year but what do you give a man who really only wants one thing. I thought and thought (I only have 2 brain cells so it took a while) I hope I gave him what he wanted without causing a fire because if I get this write there will be heat. As always R & R are desired.

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Mulder's birthday was in a week, and I had no idea what to get him. I had given him his share of dinners, sex, ties, underwear, swimwear (although he did look great in the Speedo's), soft sweaters and robes. This year I wanted to give him something he would remember for a long time. I had arranged with mom to watch William so we would have the evening alone, but a run-of-the-mill birthday dinner was not on the menu, not this year. No, I had to think of something he would never forget.

I tapped my pencil on my home office desk. I had made my rounds at the hospital and had the afternoon off. 'What to get Mulder, what to get Mulder…' I had to come up with something big, something unexpected, something he would love. As I sat looking at the TV and the old VHS/DVD players he kept on the stand all these years it came to me. Mulder still loved the occasional porn flick. I shook my head at it, but I realized long ago it was one of his indulgences and it never affected our relationship. His desire to watch it had diminished over the years. I knew he could be out doing and spending money on worse things so, if he needed to indulge, who was I to complain about it as long as he kept it at home.

As I sat there listening to the empty sounds in my heads it came to me in a flash. Porn, I'd give Mulder a 1-900 phone call. I have not engaged in phone sex with him in a long time. In fact, the last time was before William was born, he was out on a case, and I was teaching at Quantico. Pregnancy hormones are a bitch and damn sometimes I just needed release at the worst times. The distance between us was too much for either of us drive for a quickie. One comment led to another and well phone sex ensued. This time I'm going to give him an invitation to call the 1-900 number. I quickly set up a faux voice number and located the nearest magic shop.

I drove to the store, picked up a voice changer gizmo and continued to Victoria's Secret. I really love nice under garments, lacey bras and panties, I have never actually bought sex-wear but hey go big or go home and I was going big.

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Today is Mulder's birthday and everything is set, mom picked up William after he got home from school wanting to spend as much time with him as she could. He loved her, he was in the living room looking out the big picture window waiting to see her car drive up to the house. Mom dotes over him and of course he revels in it. He grabbed his bag and gave me a quick kiss goodbye and was gone.

"Enjoy your evening honey, and don't worry about us we're going to have fun, we'll go for a swim, bake some cookies and maybe put ice cream between them while they are still warm." Maggie looked at him and he reached for her hand. Even at ten years old he had no problems taking his grandmother's hand and showing her affection.

"Ok mom, thanks again for taking him."

"Anytime Dana, if you want me to keep him longer you know I will." Mom winked at me and walked to the car.

"I know mom, we appreciate you."

He got into the passenger seat, buckled his seatbelt and off they went. I watched them drive away and put my birthday plan for Mulder into action. I placed the items I bought in the bathroom and hid them in the linen closet and put the invitation for the 1-900 number in his birthday card. My plan was to have him open it and tell him he needed to call the number at 7:00pm then tell him he would have his privacy while they 'talked'. I would then go upstairs, change and wait for my faux number to ring my phone. I'll have phone sex with him and then appear in lingerie to complete his fantasy. I had to time it just right, I couldn't take him to completion over the phone but I wanted him close so I could 'drop' the call and hear his frustration then walk in on him. My greatest fear was failure, I thought this was the best idea I'd had in years and I needed it to go well. I went upstairs, showered and let my hair dry so it would curl slightly.

Mulder came home around 6:00pm and we discussed our dinner plans. He wanted to go to a small diner in town that reminded him of the first diner we visited in Oregon all those years ago.

"No steakhouse Mulder?"

"Scully I'd rather enjoy a burger, and a milkshake in a small diner with you. It's not about the meal, it's about spending time with you, and who would have guessed all these years later we'd be together as a family with a ten-year old son."

"It's your birthday Mulder, however you want to spend it I'm okay with it." I gave him my best smile knowing if my plan worked, we'd never see the diner and if we did…well it would be late. Good thing it's open 24 hours. He opened his card and read his invitation. He had a puzzled look on his face then he turned to look at me.

"Scully, are you serious, you are giving me a call from a company specializing in phone sex?"

"I want you to enjoy your birthday Mulder."

"I could do that with you all night, Will is at your mom's."

"Ah ha, you could but just trust me Candy will give you a good time and if she doesn't well,….I trust you'll enjoy it."

"Ok, it feels weird though, I haven't needed phone porn in years."

"It will be like riding a…..a bike. Once your phone call is over, we'll pick up where Candy leaves off I promise." I smiled at him and ran my hand along the side of his face and gave him my best full tongue kiss teasing him relentlessly.

"You keep that up and I won't need Candy."

"That's the point. I'm going upstairs, you make your phone call and when you're finished, we'll eat. You are on her schedule for 7:00 so don't call her before then." I turned and walked upstairs it was 6:45.

I pinned my hair up leaving a few rogue strands hanging near the sides and back. I used my eye shadow to give my eyes a smokey look and put on a light coat of mascara. The lingerie I bought was dark red with a maroon accent. I was going to purchase the matching cover-up wrap but decided against it. I would use my regular robe to disguise the lingerie underneath. I placed my phone on the bed and spread out my clothing. I was confident I could dress while talking with him. I locked the bedroom door and right at 7:00 the phone rang. I turned on the voice changer which fit over my ear, had a small microphone and answered the phone.

"Good evening this is Candy who am I speaking with." I was amazed the voice changer made my voice sultry now all I had to do is say the right things. I didn't know the first thing about what these phone conversations sound like. What do they say to "clients" I have never called one of these numbers, but Mulder has. Okay, just relax, you can do this, you know what he likes and how to talk to him.

"Ah, hello Candy my name is Fox." I have never heard Mulder sound nervous but, he did.

"Um, Fox like a wild animal?" I asked him in a low sexy manner hoping it at least expressed desire.

"Uh, yea like that, kinda."

"Well Fox what can I do for you tonight?"

"Well, it's my birthday and I am wanting an experience."

"Candy can do that just tell me what you like. Are you a man Fox of taste or do you need to be handled or stroked like a cat?"

"Oh, all three, I'm willing to try whatever you have in mind for a birthday gift."

"Well, we can start with what are you wearing?"

I was starting to get into this, and I have to admit this was probably going to turn me on as much as it was going to turn him on. I paced the room while we spoke. I pulled on the panties and then the nylons hooking the garters was crazy. The panties have little fabric so getting the clasps to close without pulling them down was tricky.

"I'm wearing too many clothes I can tell you that. A white button up dress shirt, and black pants"

"Let's start with your shirt, stand up and slowly unhook the buttons. Take it off like you don't want to wrinkle it, treat it like it's silk every move could cause a crease in the fabric, take it off slowly and deliberately. Imagine I'm taking your shirt off. Kissing you slowly, running my hands over your chest, hips and neck. When you untuck it from your pants take your time let you hand linger on your waistband, make sure to put your hand in your pants near the zipper so the shirt doesn't bunch up causing a wrinkle."

"Ok, I placed it over my chair."

"Are you a tighty-whitey man or a boxer's man Fox?"

"Boxers but, sometimes I go commando when my partner and I have morning sex."

That was true he did, but he could only walk around that way at the house, never at work. Those women who swooned over him couldn't be trusted. "Hmmm, where is your partner on your birthday Fox, are they experiencing this gift with you?"

"Ah no, actually this is her gift to me."

"Oh, umm, ok well, we'll get back to that later. Unzip your pants and ease them down over your hips and your groin."

"What are you wearing Candy?"

That almost caught me off guard. I wasn't ready for him to ask questions, I had to think quickly something sexy and skimpy. "I'm wearing a black lace bra, a pair of tight, black shorts, and 4-inch stiletto heels and I am leaning over my desk. Just for you."

"And are you wearing lipstick?"

"Of course, I am. It's called Pure Romance, it's ruby red and shiny. I put it on extra thick just for you Fox. Do you like red lipstick on a woman?"

"Ah, yea it's ah, sexy and naughty."

"Do you like naughty Fox? Do you like it when your partner wears lipstick when she pleasures you?"

"I do. Both. Yes." Mulder swallowed hard, sounding a little guilty that he was talking to a stranger about our sexual likes and activities. Those secrets were between the two of us, the trust we built surrounding our bedroom behaviors and actions.

I placed the lacey cranberry colored bustier on, hooked it up and aligned it. Jeez it made me look like I had huge boobs which I had when pregnant with William but before and after I was what I considered proportionate. The Bustier fit perfectly. The bottom of it sat just over the top of the panties. I was complete except for the heels which I would step into once I was downstairs to avoid tripping. I continued to pace while talking with him. It didn't seem like he recognized my voice at all.

"Ok, my pants are off."

"Are you….excited? Are you imagining my hands on you, stroking you, telling you how much I want you to take me, over the desk from behind?"

"Yes, yes, I am, and it is hard to concentrate. What color hair do you have Candy?"

"What color do you want me to have?"

"Red, a copper red, subtle but eye-catching, yeah, yeah, red."

"What do you want me to do to you Fox? I need to know because I'm touching myself thinking about you and your prominent build and how it would feel to me."

"I want you to sit over my lap without panties and beg me to touch you."

"Well, let's not wait, get down to business, take your socks off and tell me when you are down to your boxers."

"I'm wearing only my boxers, and they are pretty tight right now, I'd like to take them off."

"Does the fabric pressing against you cause pleasure or pain?"

His answer was throaty and on the verge of a whisper. "Both, but I really want the pleasure."

I was still pacing, time was nearing for me to walk downstairs and interrupt his thoughts and desires, but Candy had a little more work to do.

"Good. I'm almost naked myself. Tell me about yourself but when you do I want you to touch yourself through your boxers and imagine I am in the room with you. When I walk in you notice my thick, red, lipstick and my high heels. I walk over to you and lick the side of your face from your jaw to your temple. My hot breath near your ear and one of my hands stroking you. Start telling me about yourself."

"I'm imagining you. I feel myself and it's….ready….please let me take these boxers off."

"Fox, do you like candy?"

"It depends on the type of candy."

"Do you prefer wet Candy or hard Candy?"

"Ah how about I be the hard candy and you be the wet candy?"

"Oh, I have wet candy for you Fox, in fact it is hot, wet candy. Would you like that?"

"Yes, I would."

"Take your boxers off Fox, sit down on a chair or couch. Now, place your hand on the part that throbs, sometimes rubbing an ache makes it feel better. Tell me if it makes the ache go away. I know it will be hard to tell at first but keep rubbing it and tell me how it makes you feel. While you do that imagine me straddling you while I touch myself."

"Can you tease me while you give me a lap dance?"

"Hot, wet, Candy can do anything you desire Fox, just tell me. Can you do that?"

"Yes, I am imagining you over the desk talking to me, I need release so I'm behind you, touching the wetness, wanting so badly to be….with you."

With that comment I was glad Candy wasn't real. I am not sure if you can make yourself jealous, but I am glad I'm the one on the other end of this phone right now. I looked at myself in the mirror and put on a light coating of my dark red lipstick. I put my robe on and grabbed those pumps. Walking downstairs I could hear him talking with my alter-ego, once I was down the stairs I slipped on the pumps.

"Ummm, that sounds like something Candy would love but, before you do that, let me get on my hands and knees and crawl to where you are sitting so, I can appreciate you and what you want to offer me. I don't usually buy a car without test driving it first. I like to touch the soft interior after running my hands over the smooth exterior. The smell should be earthy so intense that you can almost taste it."

"Oh, yea Candy crawl over here and try the car."

"I'm taking off my clothes first, my excitement has me needing to be unrestricted. Are you still rubbing your ache?"

"Yes, but slower now, if I rub to quickly it hurts more, and I want you to rub it when you crawl over here."

"I'm unwrapped Fox. Your Candy is now, naked and here I come to give you your…" I hung up the phone and threw it, the earpiece and microphone, onto the stairs.

"Hello…hello, Candy…are you there? Shit, this can't be happening ah jeez. Hello, hello Candy? Damn it, not now it was just getting good."

I opened the double doors to our office and there he was standing next to the desk naked and ready to go with his hand on himself. His face was priceless, he looked embarrassed, and disappointed but then he looked shocked when he realized his conversation with Candy had been with me. I dropped the robe and stood there in front of him in my black fishnet nylons with garters, a cranberry-colored bustier that hooked up the front, a pair of matching, open panties and my three-inch heels. I looked at him and sauntered over to him. I put my hand on his stick and my tongue in his mouth which surprisingly was agape.

"Scully we were…..you, you were…." He never looked so damn sexy, standing there in the raw holding what was mine or what was going to be mine. I chastised myself, this was his birthday present.

"Candy is here." I said it as racy as I could. I used a voice I didn't know I had. I licked my lips, staring at his mouth.

"Geez-us Scully you...look…..amazing, hot, and sexy….." He said with a dry mouth certainly not expecting this birthday present.

I ran my tongue over his lips lightly, let my fingers touch his skin and put myself up against him so tightly a credit card wouldn't fit between us. "There is no Scully tonight, just Candy so, are you going to unwrap me or what?"