Nate
It was Friday and, after the more than satisfactory quickie on Monday night, I had no more news from Maya. Not that I had the time.
Noticing my good mood on Tuesday morning, despite having slept only a few hours, because I could not sleep without hearing Maya's moans in my ears, Jess pointed at me like a vulture. She asked me over and over again what that good mood was about, and she spent hours staring at me, trying to use her skillful lawyer techniques to forcibly extract something from me, but I managed to escape her all week, One excuse after another, otherwise, I would have risked a castration.
The day at work was very tiring and I couldn’t wait to go home and maybe call Maya.
May May made it clear to me that there was only one thing she wanted from me, my d**k. Not that I co
