Title: Mulder's Birthday with Candy

Rating: M For MA only please.

Status: Complete

Spoilers: None.

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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 throw a review even it's critical, it's the only way I get better. Enjoy.

Summary:

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. 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, ties, underwear, swimwear (although he did look great in the Speedo), soft sweaters, robes, and of course sex. 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 gift 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, in fact it had probably intensified it at times. His desire to watch it had diminished over the years and I knew he could be out doing and spending money on worse things so, if he needed to indulge, who was I to complain 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. We haven't engaged in phone sex 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 sexual release. The distance between us was too much for either of us drive for a quickie and one comment led to another and 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 phone 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 but, I have never actually bought sex-wear but for Mulder's birthday it was not outside the realm of extreme possibilities this year.

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Today is Mulder's birthday and everything is set, mom picked up William after school wanting to spend as much time with him as she could. 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 start 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 too far over the phone but I wanted him close so I could 'drop' the call and hear his frustration, walk in on him, and wait for him to unwrap his gift. 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?"

"Not tonight 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 with a ten-year old."

"It's your birthday Mulder, however you want to spend it is okay with me." 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. 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, after all isn't life about the occasional indulgence?"

"I could do that with you all night, Will is at your mom's." He grabbed my waist and pulled me to him.

"Ah yes, you could but just trust me Candy will give you a good time and if she doesn't well, I'll be there to make up for 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 wherever 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." He reached for me again as he started to stand up.

"That's the point. I'm going upstairs, you make your phone call and when you're finished, we'll grab a bite. 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 maroon accents. 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 actually worked. I didn't recognize my own voice and it didn't appear Mulder did either. 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.

I paced the room while we spoke. I pulled on the panties and then hooked the nylons to the garters. It was harder than I thought it would be. The crotchless panties have little fabric so getting the clasps to close without pulling them down was tricky.

He asked me what I was wearing and that 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?" I had to end this, who was supposed to be asking the questions here. I couldn't help but smile knowing he was enjoying this.

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

I placed the lacey bustier on, hooked it up and aligned it. Lord, 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. His voice was getting thicker and lower. His inhibitions had relaxed, and he was enjoying the game. The time was nearing for me to walk downstairs interrupt his thoughts and fulfill his birthday wishes, but Candy had a little more work to do.

"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."

I was 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. Stopping outside the office door I could hear him talking, and breathing.

I gave him my best low, breathy, whisper, "Ummm, that sounds like something Candy would love but, 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. Sit where you are comfortable and Candy will give you what you desire most your fantasy, your release…" I hung up the phone and threw it, the earpiece and microphone, onto the stairs.

"Hello…hello, Candy…are you there? No, this can't be happening. Hello, hello Candy? Damn it, not now. Best birthday gift ever and the cell tower fails me. Son-of-a-bit…"

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, my dark red bustier that hooked up the front practically pushing my boobs out over the top, the pair of matching crotchless 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.

"Are you ready for that test drive?"

"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 briefly felt bad, even chastising 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. 'Mission accomplished Dana' I thought.

"Oh Scully you...look…..amazing, hot, sexy, perfect….." 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?"