It was incredible, ten times better that the last time I masturbated. Blowjob sex I mean… Our eyes met and her face lit up with that little look of sadistic glee she reserved just for me. Over that week, the build up to the next Friday night, I imagined, again and again, grabbing her, holding her down, forcing my cock deep inside her. I took her gently by the arm and guided her towards my legs. But I made a little show of it anyway. “But now, it seems like we can finally all hang out together again, just like we used to!” she said. She licked her lips, and wiped the spit from around her mouth. “I know, I’m sorry,” she said, “I’ll owe you one, I promise.”
I sighed again. Tell you what, if you go and get my laptop charger from the living room for me, I’ll head upstairs and give you some space.”
She sighed and rolled her eyes, but headed into the hall.
