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I also got to go home early which was awesome. It was kind of ironic, considering all I’d been through to get here, including dating the bus, where not everyone was wearing a mask, even though I was.
“We can’t have you taking the bus home,” Tucker said next, as if reading my mind. “I’ll give you a lift if you’d like.”
“In your Aston-Martin?”
“In the Aston, yes,” Tucker confirmed.
It was all I could do not to squeal, my inner school girl just bursting to come out. Instead, I did pretty much the opposite and let my inner Bogan come out.
“Crikey! That would be bronzer, pommie.”
I’ve never wanted to die more in my short life than I did in that moment. Tucker, on the other hand, seemed quite tickled. Maybe he didn’t know what it meant.
To be fair, he had been stateside for a while, but I was pretty sure I could smell the toffee-nose on him from when we first meant. The British import luxury car and bespoke tweed suits were only the first clues into Tucker’s inner poshness.
“Sorry,” I said, just in case.
“No, no, I like it. It’s nice to hear you be yourself.”
“And here I’ve been trying to fit in.”
“Oh, you probably shouldn’t do that. Trying to fit in when it just isn’t working is like trying to jam a puzzle piece into place with sheer force alone. It won’t make things any better, and you’ll just end up frustrated.”
I was a bit surprised to hear such sage advice coming from him, but he’d also had another decade to try and figure things out than I had. I hadn’t even reached my quarter life crisis, which I’d heard could be a real doozy.
The Aston pulled up in front of my building and I could have sworn I felt Tucker’s gaze on my ass as I got out.
Not that I minded at all and to be fair, I was wearing pretty tight jeans. Not painted on but near enough. They were the closest thing to office-appropriate attire I had after missing laundry day the week before. Odd how such a simple thing could pile up like that. Both literally and in the metaphorical.
Following Tucker’s suggestion, I stripped down to zilch as soon as I was safely at my place, the door firmly locked behind me, and marched for the bathroom. The cool air feeling was weird on my bare skin. I’d never really noticed how cold it was usually.
Getting the spray to a medium, I got under it and started soaping. I considered doing my hair but that would mean untwisting it and that would use be too much trouble. Especially when it was highly unlikely the doc was going to be checking over my hair.
I would just have to let it be a slightly damp rope hanging down my back. Maybe not even that though, if I was able to keep it out of the spray. Staying as close to the back wall as I could, I continued soaping until I got down to my pussy.
I always did that last because it took some special attention and gentleness. I wanted to be clean down there just in case the doctor did a full physical. As my fingers moved over my tender lips, filling me with all sorts of pleasures, I thought about Tucker and what it might be like to spend New Year’s Eve with him. Not only that but what we might get up to if the mood struck just right.
Gliding my hand gently over my pink pussy lips, something I wasn’t able to do at the office even though I’d wanted to, I imagined him picking me up and carrying me to the bed. I figured the size difference was enough that this would be fairly easy for him.
Carrying me over to the bed at the hotel we were going to, I imagined him gently removing all my clothes, leaving me naked before him. Leaning down to close the gap, I imagined him kissing me all over. Starting at my mouth, which only seemed logical, and moving down my neck to my breasts.
Then, when he was finished there, leaving my nipples hard, moist and cool in the room-temperature air, he’d move down, along my belly and then over my pelvis, arriving, invariably, at my pussy. Laying a hand lightly on my pelvis, he stroked me tenderly as he ran his tongue along my wet, virgin lips.
A moan came up out of me, slow and low and sweet. It would be my first time feeling any such thing with a man and I wanted to experience every bit of it.
After a few preliminary licks, he started going in hard, really pressing into my lips and between them to my clit.
He did things just right and at no point was I confused or scared about what was going on.
