It doesn’t seem right. Blowjob sex Thanks.” I breathed. “Who is it?”
“It’s Chris!”
“Not now, sorry.”
“Okay.”
Eventually I felt sorry enough for the poor bastard that at one point, I exited my room after the telltale “Okay.” I opened my door to see a visibly annoyed Chris. “I’m sorry, alright?”
“Thank you.” I replied genuinely. Hanging out will be synonymous with ‘let’s talk out our feelings,’ not ‘let’s have a good time.’ It would be nice to just… hang out. Molly went silent after that, getting her food from the microwave and eating at the table, but my imagination took over from there and my hard-on was raging. He was having a rough day. “I’ll get a shirt as soon as I get to my room.”
“Thanks,” she replied. “You were right, I waited in here after my shower for you. “I’m just saying maybe you wanted to be caught like this.” I replied in a low, confident voice. In fact, I’m pretty sure I’m using your exact wording here.
