“You think they like each other, don’t you?” it’s more of a statement than a question. “Not yet,” He grins at me, a twinkle in his eye. My dress soon drops to the floor as Andy expertly unzips it. Right there! what did he say?”
“Sal, think about it, why would I coerce you into buying sexy underwear in a specific colour? you… Somehow (don’t look at me, it wasn’t my doing) we end up sat with Josh again. “I… I’m too scared to ask him.”
I chuckle, putting down my mug and lacing my fingers. We make small talk whilst we eat, Sally and I making arrangements for our girl’s afternoon out tomorrow and Josh mainly questioning and teasing Andy over what it’s like dating the (and I quote) ‘hottest woman at the institute’. His finger rubs around my puckered rear entrance, adding more fuel to my fire. this… Fill meeeeeeeeee!”
With a final deep thrust he groans loudly and starts to fill my waiting hole to bursting with his seed, the feeling intensifies my own orgasm, prolonging it.
