I can live for the rest of the week with one.”
Kassie’s thoughts raced. But she kept going, her mouth moving faster and faster, her tongue sliding along his length. A simple round table and a copying machine filled the room. She knew he liked to watch her, to ogle her like she was some piece of meat. The thought of it made her stomach churn, but the alternative was unthinkable. It was clear that James had never kissed a woman before. She knew she had to kiss either Walter or James. His touch was like a slap in the face, a declaration of his victory. With a sudden, violent move, Amanda pushed James away. It was almost like he had a backbone, strange! They kissed again, but this time it was different. His belly was a little too soft, his arms not quite muscular enough, his face a collection of unfortunate features that zero Instagram filters could ever hope to conceal.