As I’m walking the twenty paces to her, she turns her chair round to face me, then raises the hem of her skirt. She’s looking at me hungrily, either I’m breakfast or she’s horny, she’s focusing on my dick, so I guess horny. Once she started, I really didn’t care. Then, again without a word, climbed on the bed, and onto my face, this time facing the other way, so I got to concentrate on getting her off. I sank to my knees again, and this time I got to actually go down on Kennedy. I got a typical text from Kennedy: “Come here – Kennedy.”
I was all sweaty, so I texted back, “I’m in the gym.”
To which she replied, “Shower first.” That’s Kennedy, fastidious. I tried doing a little work, I had my laptop with me, that’s about all I needed, but that took my mind off things and my hard on would wilt.
