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She sighs. “You’re just now getting up? I knew it. That’s why I called.” She laughs. “You and Josephine have a photo shoot for the company magazine today, remember?”
I scoff playfully. “Well, of course, I did. How could I forget something like that?”
“No, you didn’t.” She laughs again, “But I knew you wouldn’t remember because I know how you are. So here I am again, saving the day. What would you do without me?”
“I have no idea. I’m the luckiest man to have you to take care of me.”
“And don’t you forget it!” She giggles. “Please remind Josephine so that she has enough time to get ready. I know how men are. They think women need five minutes.”
“I’ll do that right now. Thank you!” I say and hang up the phone. I stand to look into the bedroom, notice Josephine’s not in bed or the bathroom, and I next walk to the balcony.
I scan the beach for a few seconds before my eyes catch the sun glistening off her beautiful brown skin. She’s in a teal two-piece suit, which perfectly fits her curves.
God damn, she’s even sexy hundreds of feet away from me, playing in the sand….
My mind darts to images of her nice ass covered in sand as she stands up, and I envision enjoying its firm tightness as I dust it off. Her skin looks so soft and luminous against the ocean as her background, and I can’t help wondering how it’ll feel in my hands.
She’s running along the tide, and I can’t stop looking at her breasts bouncing with every stride. I imagine them in my hands, bouncing on top of me instead.
What is she doing to me? I can’t think like this, or we’re going to have an issue keeping this thing between us as only an arrangement….
I watch her for a few more moments, feeling the bulge in my boxers grow with every thought I can’t seem to toss out. I wonder if there’s anyway I can fuck her and keep our fake marriage going.
Will it really mess it up if I give in once? No. Stop. She’s not available to you.
Suddenly, she turns toward the balcony, and I instinctively wave at her the second our eyes meet.
Oh my God… You idiot. Now she knows you’re watching her.
I chuckle at myself and my intrusive thoughts, knowing everything in me needs to stop them. No matter. I have no intention of doing so.
She walks closer to me, yelling up to the balcony. “Good morning!” she shouts excitedly.
“Good morning! I was just going to remind you we’re going into the city for that photo shoot later!” I shout back. I watch her nod and then turn back toward the ocean when the conversation doesn’t continue.
Her butt sways as she walks away from me, and I can’t take my eyes off it…
Mmmm. The things I’d like to do to her… How am I going to get through the shoot with a hard-on? I need a shower, anyway. I’ll just take a longer one and take care of my problem at the same time,I think and head inside.
I walk to the bathroom and turn on the shower to let it steam as I slide my boxers off. Once the water is at the perfect boiling temperature, I slide in and shut the curtain behind me. I let the water pour on my face for several moments, trying to shift my mind away from imagining her wet, naked body in here with me.
My mind dances with the idea of my hands on her body, picturing the water leaving droplets on her beautiful, dark skin. I close my eyes and see her biting her lip at me, telling me to come closer.
Suddenly, my hand finds the tip of my hard cock. I gently stroke it, imagining her wrapping around it as she kisses my neck. I look down and pretend it is her hand moving up and down the length of it, picking up the pace with every stroke.
The sensation overwhelms my senses, and I throw my head back. With one hand on the shower wall and the other stroking my cock, my mind shifts to think of her kissing down my chest and slowly kneeling in front of me.
In my vision, my fingers entangle themselves in her hair as soon as I feel the warmth and wetness of her mouth. She doesn’t stop until I feel the softness of her throat against my tip, letting me know she wants the whole thing.
I fantasize I can feel her tongue stroking back and forth as she moves faster and faster, until every cell in my body is on fire. Suddenly, everything tenses,
“Fuck, Josephine!” I shout loudly as I climax, imagining filling her mouth with my cum instead of letting the water wash it away. As soon as I can feel my extremities again, the water starts to run cold. I realize I can either shower in the cold or forget about washing my hair.
I say screw it and shut off the water. Climbing out and wiping off the mirror to look at myself, I start chuckling at my lack of self-control.
God, if I can’t control myself when she’s yards away, how will I be able to hold back when she’s within a close distance?
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