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Walking into the bathroom, I stripped off my clothes and got into a hot shower. I reached for the body wash, and I stopped fighting it. The memory of Bryn in the panties, belly ring, and those heels came back clearly. It was burned in my thoughts. I took my hard cock in my hand and let my imagination take over. Except, in my fantasy, she was dressed that way only for me. We were alone. She was down here in my room, and no one else was home.
I started with my mouth and then tasted all over her. Spending time on her perfect, large tits, then down to her flat stomach before burying my face between her thighs. She was on her back, lying on my bed with her legs spread open for me. Her dark blonde hair splayed out around her head and her mouth open as she moaned. I continued to lick her as her fingers clinched my hair and she cried out my name.
She started to beg me to fuck her. I was more than ready to be buried inside her. With one last lick, I moved over her body, and she lifted her hips for me as I sank inside with one hard thrust. She screamed my name, and her nails dug into my biceps as I began to move in and out of her tight, wet pussy.
Her breasts bounced as she moaned my name over and over.
“GAHHHH!” I cried out as my release shot free, and I had to hold myself up with my free hand against the wall of the shower as I continued to pump my dick. My knees were weak from the intensity of my orgasm. Damn.
I stood under the water and closed my eyes, tilting my head back so the water hit my face. From the amount of cum that had just come out of me, I should feel relieved. Unfortunately, I wasn’t even close. That had just made things worse.
Chapter Twenty-Six
Bryn
Two weeks into our new arrangement, Cullen and I were adjusted. It was working out better than I’d hoped. The first night I’d left Cullen in a new place, he had seemed nervous even though we had talked it through and he knew I would be there when he woke up. However, he had soon grown very comfortable with Mrs. Henry, as had I. She was an excellent sitter.
I felt as if I should be paying her more than twelve dollars an hour, but she’d insisted that was all she would accept. She told me that Cullen was more help than he was work, and after the first week, Mrs. Henry had said she felt guilty for taking twelve dollars an hour from me. However, I wasn’t going to give her less. She was a widower, from what Marley had told me, and never remarried or had children of her own. She was making it possible for me to work, and I knew she needed the money.
Marley had left early tonight, and I had to work until closing. Trix had Covid and was out for two weeks. I was going to have to close for her since she normally did that. Marley had said she would put Cullen to bed in the main house tonight and send Mrs. Henry home.
My feet were killing me, and when I slipped off my heels, I groaned in relief. I stretched my legs out in front of me and wiggled my toes. I still needed to help Saint close up, but he was locking up after the last customer left. I had this time to change into some clothing.
My oversize T-shirt and shorts were also a relief after work. I put on a pair of soft, fluffy pink slippers. I just couldn’t bring myself to put on shoes after nine hours in those heels. Pulling my hair up in a bun on top of my head, I turned to look in the mirror and took off my false lashes, then wiped off the red lipstick and makeup.
Feeling like myself again, I headed back to the main part of the club to restock the bar while Saint put the chairs on the tables, so the floor could be swept and mopped by the morning cleaning crew who would come in and handle the floor after we left. Saint looked over at me when the door closed behind me, signaling my return. His gaze swept from my feet up, and then I caught him smile as he shook his head and went back to putting a chair on the table.
I headed over to the kitchen entrance to get the cart of clean glasses and roll it to the bar to restock it. I could feel Saint’s eyes following me as I went. He didn’t make me uncomfortable, but I wished his interest in me would fade. It had become more obvious, and the other girls had started to notice. Trix had been my buffer from a few of the jealous ones who wanted me gone. With her gone, I had to deal with them myself.
