For real?” she sits on the edge of the bed, her hands clasped in front of her mouth as I return to the dresser and start brushing my hair. “C’mon, spill.” I tell him with a slight chuckle. If anyone asked why he never mentioned me or why I wasn’t at his birthday celebrations, etc, it was simple, I wasn’t ready for that yet. “girly afternoon out tomorrow?”
“Aren’t you working?” I ask, a little impatient. He kisses my neck all over with ferocity, holding me tight in his arm as his fingers working their magic. Another first, he wakes before I do, I later found out it was because he was excited over the thought of seeing me in that dress again. I reach down, undoing his fly and taking out his throbbing cock, stroking it in time with his fingers and earning a hungry growl from his lips. I was taken to the company responsible’s institute, told I could change back and spent the intervening time doing a lot of masturba…
