LOGINChapter 2 - Lonely TherapistI added a third finger and the stretch of it made me moan out loud and my hips rolled up to meet my hand."Mmh.. oh god…"I fucked myself with three fingers for a while. Slow and deep and then faster, until the wet sound of it filled the quiet room and my wrist started to ache and I could feel myself getting close again. I pulled my fingers out and held them up and watched the wetness drip off them in the lamplight and then I licked them clean one by one.It wasn't enough either.I reached for the dildo.I brought it to my mouth and then I reached down between my legs and pressed the head of it against my entrance."Mmh… fuck…"I pushed it in slowly. Inch by inch. My body opened around it and I felt every ridge and curve of it slide deeper and my breath came out in a long, shaking moan. I got it all the way in and held it there and ground my hips against it and felt the stretch of it deep inside me.Fuck, fuck, fuck, nghhh.” I fucked myself with it. Slo
Chapter 1 - The Gigolo and The TherapistThe bedroom was too quiet.I'd turned the lamp on hours ago and the light had gone soft and yellow at the edges, and the book I'd been pretending to read was still open on my chest, page forty-something, the same page I'd been staring at since I lay down. I hadn't turned a single page in twenty minutes. I just lay there on top of the covers in my silk slip with my legs crossed at the ankle and my mind drifting somewhere I didn't want to admit it was drifting.Richard was supposed to be home tonight.He wasn't.I set the book on the nightstand and looked at the clock and told myself I wasn't going to do it. I told myself I'd just go to sleep. But my hand had already drifted down to my thigh, and my fingers were already tracing slow circles on the inside of my knee, and my body already knew where this was going before my mind caught up.I slid my hand higher.The silk of my slip was cool against my palm and I pushed it up over my hip and let my
Chapter 5 - Caught He kept going. Elena looked up at me with her wrists pinned to the mattress and her husband's voice still coming down the stairs, and I kissed her hard and she kissed me back and I felt her hips come up against mine. The fear was doing something to her. I could feel it in the way her body moved under mine, the way her breath came fast through her nose, the way her pussy was still wet and hot and clenching when I slid my hand down between her legs. "Ahh…" she breathed into my mouth. "You're soaked," I said against her lips. "You hear him calling you and it makes you wetter." She didn't answer. She just pulled me down and kissed me harder. I let go of her wrists and rolled her onto her stomach and pulled her hips up and pushed into her from behind and she buried her face in the pillow and moaned into it. "Oh… fuck.” "Shh," I said. "You don't want him to find you yet." I fucked her slow and deep from behind with my hands on her hips and she pushe
Chapter 4 She got my jacket off and my shirt unbuttoned and pushed them off my shoulders and I pulled her blouse up over her head and unhooked her bra and her tits came free and I bent my head and took one of her nipples in my mouth and sucked it. "Ahh… oh fuck yes…” She held my head to her chest and moaned and I sucked one nipple and rolled the other between my fingers and she arched her back and pushed her tits into my mouth. "Good," she said. "That's good. I want your cock in my mouth." She pushed me back on the bed and got my belt undone and my pants down and my cock came free and she wrapped her hand around it and stroked it slowly. "Ahh…" She stroked me a few times and then she bent her head and took the head of my cock into her mouth and sucked it and I put my hand in her hair and moaned. "Oh… god… fuck!” She sucked me slow and wet with her hand wrapped around the base and her tongue flat against the underside and I lay there on the guest bed with my hand i
Chapter 3 - The Mansion Payday was Friday. I'd been on the job a month by then and I'd gotten used to the rhythm of it. And I'd gotten used to Elena, too. She came down to the booth most nights, sometimes just to sit in my chair and talk, sometimes to kneel between my knees and take my cock in her mouth, sometimes to lead me up to the black sedan in the turnaround and fuck me in the back seat with her dress bunched around her waist. It had become the shape of my week. Friday afternoon I got a text from Frank, the estate manager, telling me Mr. Halloran wanted to see me about my pay. Which was strange, because my pay went into my account every Friday like clockwork and nobody had ever asked me to come up to the house for it. But Frank said come at four, so at four I parked my truck in the turnaround and walked up the stone steps to the front door and rang the bell. A housekeeper let me in and walked me through a foyer the size of my whole apartment and into a study off
2 Chapter 2 - My Boss's Wife She came back the next night. I saw her on the camera at 11:40 and I stood up and opened the door before she got to the step and she walked in and closed the door behind her and looked at me. "Well?" she said. I didn't say anything. I just stepped forward and put my hands on her waist and pulled her in and kissed her. She kissed me back hard and slid her hands up into my hair and pushed her body against mine and I backed her up against the wall of the booth and pinned her there with my hips and my hands on her waist and kissed her until she was breathing hard through her nose. "Ahh…" she said, pulling back. "That's the answer I wanted." "Are you sure about this?" "I'm sure." She put her hands on my chest and looked up at me. She unzipped my pants and reached in and pulled my cock out and wrapped her hand around it and stroked it slowly and I put my head back against the wall and closed my eyes. "Ohh… shit!” "Look at me," she said.







