No boyfriend, right at the moment. I felt him hardening and thickening inside me, and if my legs hadn’t been raised up over his shoulders I’d have bucked my hips to meet his thrusts. “You need de-stressing, I need to get my mind off the fact that I haven’t been overburdened with patients today. Maybe she’ll just fire me.”
“No, she won’t. Even before the tide of pleasure had ebbed, I felt his fingers slide out of my vagina, and expected his penis to take their place. So there’s nobody to mind.”
“Oh? When I entered he opened the inner door to the consulting room and invited me right in. Dylan was fairly tall, well built, probably a year or two older than me, with a shaved head and a clipped goatee. Not that I went online to check fancy recipes or even went out for exotic groceries, you understand; I just wanted to eat with another person at home and feel like someone with a normal life. Professionally, at least.”
“Professionally?” I was intrigued. Fortunately she didn’t, also proving said “business contact” was nothing of the sort.
