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184 pages, Kindle Edition
Published March 31, 2016
"I thought about Sally and wondered what he saw in her. Was it her wild hair, piercings, and tattoos? I always wanted a tattoo. I pulled up my shirt and stared at my less than flat stomach. Maybe I should get that belly button piercing I'm always thinking about.
Mitsy, with her tight skirt, curly hair and dramatic makeup was just my type, shallow, vapid and easy to brush off.
Other than her eyes she was very nondescript, very…plain.
“Lydia, this is my assistant Cathryn. Cathryn, this is Lydia,” Zane politely introduced. Lydia was tall and beautiful with her long dark hair, flowy dress and bare feet.
If Lydia hadn’t been waiting for me when I got home, who knows what I would have done. Lydia. The woman was relentless. She had called every day since that night. What is the deal with clingy women?
“Are you doing the honors?” I asked. She slowly licked her lips. “Sure, I could use a little recreational activity.” I wasn’t sure Sally was the correct remedy but I needed to get Cathryn off my mind. “How late do you work?”
How could I forget Cathryn’s bedroom window faced the pool? Suddenly my lackluster cock was hard as a rock. As I stared up into her gorgeous blue eyes, I placed my hand on Sally’s head to slow her down. Imagining it was Cathryn’s lips on my dick, I began to pump my hips. Eyes locked on her face, I slowly thrust in and out of Sally’s mouth.
I thought about Sally and wondered what he saw in her. Was it her wild hair, piercings and tattoos? I always wanted a tattoo. I pulled up my shirt and stared at my less than flat stomach. Maybe I should get that bellybutton piercing I’m always thinking about. When I realized what I was doing I blew out a frustrated breath. I need to get a life. For now I would have to settle for Oreos.
Not two days ago you stood at your window and watched a poolside fellatio fest. The week before that you sang Eye of The Tiger to the sound of him banging the decorator.
“No, she’s definitely not Bethany,” he laughed, and again I froze. “Well, let me put it to you this way, Cathryn is extremely dependable but utterly forgettable.”
“You and I both know it may have been Sally that night but it really wasn’t, correct?” She nodded, yes.