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“Well, if you’re gonna insist,” Haley said with a suddenly seductive tone. “At least let me give you something in return. You know, a midday de-stressor.”
At first, I had no idea what she meant and began to turn to offer her my back. But she grabbed me by the shoulders andstopped me from turning, before kneeling down on the floor and reaching for my belt.
“Oh?” I said in surprise. “Yeah? Well, I’m not gonna say no.”
Haley gave me a sexy grin and toyed with my belt. Then she pulled down my zipper and tugged my slacks off my hips.
I gasped as her long fingers grazed my cock through my underwear and I looked down to see her staring at it like it was a problem she needed to solve.
“I can never get over how thick this thing is,” she groaned. “You’re delectable.”
I reached down and played with her hair, petting it as she pulled me loose. “I’m glad you’re happy.” I said. “You are the only one riding this train so it’s nice to know the route is pleasant.”
Haley laughed. “You certainly have a way with analogies, don’t you?”
“Is it doing something for you?” I asked playfully.
“Is this doing it for you?” she replied.
Then she took all eight inches of me into her throat and I needed to grab the kitchen island for stability.
“Holy mother of…”
Haley had the wisdom of a scholar, the beauty of a sunset, the heart of an angel, and the mouth of a porn star. Better than a porn star, to be honest.
Using her lips and hands she worked me, her eyes beaming with the knowledge that she owned me so thoroughly at this moment that the director of the Olympic committee herself could show up and I’d say, “Five minutes, please!”
Before I could stop myself, my inner monologue had taken hold of me, and I rushed to my climax. One swift gasp and I spilled into her mouth, Haley gulping down every last drop.
“You…” I panted. “Fuck.”
“Yes,” she said, wiping her mouth and standing. “I do. I think you have a first-hand account.”
I was obsessed. She was my perfect match.
“Come to a benefit with me,” I blurted out.
“What?” she said. “Was that even English?”
“Oh, very funny,” I said, pulling her into me. “I would like it very much if you would do me the honor of attending my Olympic benefit with me.”
“As a sideshow attraction?” she asked, pulling a face.
“No,” I said with a laugh. “As my VIP guest. My date, even.”
Haley’s jaw dropped open. “Just last week you were telling me that taking someone to a benefit was more important than marriage—”
“Actually,” I replied, pressing my finger to her lips. “I think you’ll find that I said ‘being invited as someone’s date to a benefit is more socially important than being married.’”
“I’d love to go!” she squealed.
“Really?” I asked.
“Absolutely. I’ll wear the dress you bought me.”
“You will not,” I said, crossing my arms. “You will use that card and buy yourself a few things. That way when you wake up that day, you can decide what you feel like wearing.”
Haley threw her arms around me and I felt like a superhero. I loved feeling like that. Jane used to make me feel like that.
