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She put her hand to her ear and mouthed the words “call me” to him. He finally smirked and chuckled. His gaze met mine and he grasped the door, depositing my things inside.
“Have fun, ladies,” he called out as he pulled the door closed.
“Fuck. He sounds hot too,” Chloe groaned.
“Keep it in your pants already,” I teased, and she broke out into a loud giggle.
“No promises,” she smirked and then added “I did miss you, you know.” She plopped down on the couch.
“Me too. How’s your mom?” I asked tentatively. She hadn’t mentioned her yet, and I was a bit worried something had happened. Chloe had always been very outgoing, but when it came to hard issues like her mother’s health, she sometimes went quiet.
“The last few weeks of chemo were rough, but she’s coming back around. My dad hired a nurse to look after her on a more permanent basis, and they both insisted I come back to focus on my studies. I made her promise to Facetime me a few times a week.”
“She’s a proud woman, your mom,” I smiled.
“Yeah. Strong willed and overly independent sometimes,” she scoffed.
“She means well. You know she loves you,” I added.
“I know,” she mused, looking away, already lost in thought. She needed me to distract her now before she went down a worry rabbit hole. Knowing I had less than a minute, I quickly pulled out the bottle of cabernet.
“What do you say we get this party started?”
She turned towards me, her eyes instantly lighting up when she saw the label.
“Aww. You shouldn’t have.”
“It’s your favorite,” I winked.
“Nothing will beat Freak Show cabernet pretty much ever,” she vowed, and I laughed. Like I had flipped a switch, her mood was instantly brighter. She swiped the bottle from my hand and skipped into the kitchen to get her opener. She uncorked it like a pro and poured us two generous stemless glasses before bouncing back over to sit next to me on the couch.
“So. Enough about me. Tell me everything. How big you think his dick is, how long, if it curves to the left or the right.”
“It’s kind of a lot…” I began, my mood instantly lifting with her teenage, boy-style humor.
“I think you just enjoy torturing me. Spill the tea, bitch. And don’t sugarcoat it. I already saw the ring. Tell me every juicy detail,” she winked.
I took a deep breath and started at the beginning. She would ask questions from time to time, widening her eyes at certain points and smirking knowingly when I told her about what had happened in the restaurant that night. The only part I left out was my punishment spanking the other night. That felt like something private between me and him that I wanted to keep between us. Plus, she’d probably insist that I end things, when I sort of liked the fact that he had done that.
It had been rough and physical, and I’d spent every night since then reaching between my legs and making myself come while thinking about it before I went to bed. Somewhere deep down, I sort of wanted it again. After the next time, I would be brave enough to ask him for what I needed after it was over.
I’d made that vow to myself just last night.
By the time I was done, she sat back and appraised me with a cold look, searching my expression as I sat there shyly, wondering if she could tell I was keeping that small detail from her.
“So, he’s good with his tongueandhis fingers?” she mused, pursing her lips, and trying not to smirk.
“Very,” I blushed.
“I bet he’s going to be even better with his cock. You’ve looked, haven’t you? Maybe you haven’t seen it naked, but you’ve looked at the outline of his dick at least through his pants… Right?”
I nodded.
“Big?”
I nodded again.
“Girl, I think you hit the fucking jackpot. Not only is he the kind of morally grey you read about in all those hot, dark romances, but he’s the real deal. In reality, you don’t get money, power, and good sex all wrapped up in a single package.”
