After receiving a call from his step-son, Pauline couldn't help but feel giddy with excitement. She knew he loved her farts and the thought of teasing him from afar was too enticing to resist. As she settled into the couch, phone in hand, she couldn't help but let out a long, slow fart before answering the call.
"Hello?" she said, sounding a bit out of breath from the fart she'd just released.
"Hey, mom," came the familiar voice on the other end of the line. "I just wanted to hear your voice. What have you been up to?"
Pauline smiled to herself, knowing exactly what was about to happen. "Oh, you know, just watching some TV and taking it easy," she replied, letting out another loud, bubbly fart.
"Really? What have you been eating?" he asked curiously. Pauline knew he'd love to hear about her latest meal, but she decided to play coy.
"Oh, nothing too exciting," she said, wriggling in her seat as another wave of gas built up inside her. "Just a salad and some bread."
"A salad? That sounds kind of...gassy," he joked, and Pauline couldn't help but chuckle.
"I know, right? It's crazy. Anyway, how's school going?" she asked, hoping to steer the conversation away from her farts for a bit.
As they talked about school, work, and other mundane topics, Pauline couldn't help but release fart after fart into the receiver. She knew he was home alone and couldn't resist the urge to tease him. Her voice was full of hot air and heavy breaths, making it clear that she was struggling to contain her gas.
After what felt like hours, but was probably more like an hour and a half, Pauline decided to wrap things up. "Well, I've got to go, honey. I'm just too gassy to keep talking," she said with a sigh of relief, finally letting out a long, slow fart that seemed to go on forever.
"Aww, mom, stay on the phone with me!" he pleaded, and Pauline couldn't resist.
"Alright, just a few more minutes," she relented, leaning back into the couch and letting go of all inhibitions. The farts came faster now, louder and more bubbly than ever. She could practically hear him jerking off in his dorm room, fueled by the sound of her gassy voice.
Finally, Pauline took a deep breath and said her goodbyes. "Alright, sweetie, I really gotta go. I'll call you soon, okay?"
"Yeah, okay, mom. Love you," he said, his voice full of anticipation for their next phone call.
With that, Pauline hung up the phone, feeling satisfied and a bit tired from all the farting. She knew he'd be jerking off to the memory of their conversation for days to come. As she made her way to bed, she couldn't help but smile to herself, content in the knowledge that she'd provided a much-needed release for her son, even if they were thousands of miles apart.
