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“It is if you want to hear the rest of this story,” I said.
His stare was intense and then he loosened up a bit, laughed, and ran his hand up high in between my legs, making sure his pinky finger nudged my clit.
“I felt that,” I said.
“I know you did,” he replied.
“Do it again,” I said.
He did.
“Again,” I said.
He did it again and I felt a churning in my stomach, a nervousness that I only felt when I knew I was about to fuck.
“Take off your pants,” he said.
Role reversal. Nice.
I didn’t hesitate, and pulled my boxer shorts off, exposing my pussy, clean and smooth, only a racing stripe of hair. His eyes went there and stayed a while.
“You don’t make me nervous,” I said.
“I know I don’t.”
“Touch me again.”
His hand ran up my legs and nudged me again. I leaned my head back and closed my eyes.
“You talk,” he said, “I’ll listen…and play.”
I lifted my head and looked at him, all joking aside, and said, “Yes, play.”
Then I closed my eyes and leaned back, lifting one foot up onto the couch so he could have all the access he wanted. And I continued my story.
“The night of the HOA meeting we came home and rested. It was nice. No pressure, just relaxation and talking. Tuesday morning was back to work for him and he was gone when I woke.
I’d never realized I was such a heavy sleeper, so it was either complete exhaustion on my part (totally understandable considering the day’s events) or Bastian had a super-secret stealth mode he turned on each morning.
I was nearly late to class that morning and ran in the door at the last possible second…again. Everyone was naked when I arrived. Marco sat on the sofa next to Lilly, his cock draped over his leg. Lilly was joking about the meeting the night before.
“I’m not kidding,” she yelled.
Pasha was laughing his ass off, tears streaming down his face, most of his naked body hidden beneath his desk top. Bree too was in hysterics, her small tits lying on the desk top as she doubled over in laughter.
“So I’m under the table, ready to call the meeting to an end, preparing myself to go down on my owner here,” she said as she patted Marco’s knee. “And next to us, the pet to my left is struggling to keep his mouth on his owner’s pussy as she’s drunkenly sliding out of her chair. It was like he was trying to eat a meal on the run!”
Marco pretended to take off his shirt and pants, gesturing for me to do it. He pointed at a book shelf on the wall where everyone had their clothes folded neatly. I turned my back to them and pulled my shirt and bra off. Then I pulled my pants and panties down. I quickly folded it all and put it on my spot on the shelf.
When I turned around to take my seat, Pasha practically had to scoop his jaw off the floor. He couldn’t take his eyes off me. I’ve never had a man look at me the way Pasha did. You’d think he’d seen the sun for the first time and I felt awkward and self-conscious when I’ve never had a problem in my own skin.
“So this poor guy was holding his owner’s dress up with one hand, keeping her lips open in his other hand, and lapping at her like a dog as he tried his hardest to give her pleasure. I was fi
ghting back laughter with my mouth around Marco’s cock when suddenly the old lady reached out, fumbling for something to hold to keep her from falling out of her chair, when she finds Marco’s dick. Marco’s dick! I know it’s huge but she grabbed it like it was a lifeline and the thing would save her from falling off the Titanic! Pulled the sucker right out of my mouth!”
Even I laughed for a second before being drawn back to my sudden odd connection with Pasha. Marco, Lilly, and Bree were all in tears. Pasha didn’t crack a smile. His eyes remained on me and mine on him. If you asked me now to put it in words, I wouldn’t be able to. I can’t define exactly what went on between us there but nothing else around us seemed to matter. I’ve never felt anything like it. Not even between Bastian and me.
My seat this day was somewhat in the middle of Pasha’s and Bree’s, but pulled back so they were slightly ahead of me. I took my seat and felt the cool plastic of the chair against my ass and pussy. Pasha looked over his shoulder at me. Other conversations were going on in the room but his voice was directed right at me, overpowered by the others so we were in our own little world.
