an autocue, a fancy director, and a dialect coach.

Kat was watching me intensely. “I believe you. This job isn’t all that special.”

“I don’t know. I sort of love this job.”

“Right.” She rolled her chocolate eyes around.

“I had loads of fun last night.”

“Did you?” She asked.

“Yes, you were amazing.”

Her cheeks bloomed into a bright smile. “You were,” Her brows raised. “You were a surprise.”

“I will take that as I compliment. Do you want to talk about it?”

“If you want to.” Now she was skittish and trying so hard to give me zero eye contact.

“Yes, don’t be shy. I was inside your body only a few hours ago.”

“That’s true.” She crossed her arms under her chest. “I’ve never had a conversation like this. I have never done something like that with someone that—”

“With someone my age?”

“Yeah that, but I meant with someone I wasn’t dating.”

“We spend almost every day together. It’s very similar to dating.”

“I wanted to say I’m sorry about your back.”

“My back?”

“The scratches. I didn’t know I did that. I saw it this morning when you were putting on your t-shirt. It looks painful. I’m sorry.”

Her apology was darling. “It’s okay. Scratches are par for the course. I’m sure I deserved it.”

“No, you didn’t. You don’t. Honestly, I just haven’t had sex in a very long time. So ah, I got carried away.”

“I understand. I was celibate up until yesterday.”

“Celibate but you had a condom with you.”

“I had one. It’s a habit. It’s been in there for months.”

“Oh, okay. We had sex more than once.” She reminded me, but there was no way I would ever forget.

“Yeah so, I only had to one rubber. I know you’re on the pill.”

“I am but—” She gave me a stern sneer.

“I’m completely clean.”

“How do you know that?”

“I get tested regular.”

“Why do you get tested regularly? What’s regular?”

The bells rang on the front door. We had a customer. Saved by the bell. This group of kids was right on time. We were talking about sexual diseases and that quite frankly wasn’t my favorite topic.

Time moved faster than I hoped. Our banter stayed light. I snuck a few kisses and had to stop myself from bending her over the candy jars. When everything was locked up tight I had a slight panic. The shop was closed, so now what? I wanted her and I wasn’t sure how to make that happen. I usually had answers but today I couldn’t think straight. When she walked past me I grabbed her wrist. I wanted her to know what I wanted and how I felt.

“I don’t want to go home.”

“I don’t want you to get in trouble.”

“I thought you liked trouble.” I don’t know why I said that. “I’m here for two more months and you’re here for two more months. I think we should be together, naked every opportunity we get.”

“Sounds like something to think about.”

“I don’t want to think, I want to laugh, play, work here, and fuck you.”

She bit her bottom lip. “So you have an entire plan?”

“Yes, I have my summer mapped up completely.” I throw my hands out in a voila gesture to her body.

“Oh okay. I’m the map.”

“Yes, and I have a lot of places to explore. Let’s do this. What are you afraid of?” I took the proper steps needed to be in her private space.

“I’m not afraid. I’m just the type of person that overthinks everything. I’ve never done this before.”

“We’re just hanging out and fucking.”

“Oh my god, fucking. You make it sound so, I don’t know.”

“I think fucking sounds very romantic.”

“Really?”

“I just think you’re ashamed of me.”

“No, that’s not it.”

“Are you going to hold my hand and walk down the middle of Main Street?”

“No.”

“But you’d do that with Nelson Mandela.” I pressed. I don’t know why that fellow had my knickers in a knot.

“No, I wouldn’t do that with anybody.”

I leaned down to bring my mouth to her ear. I whispered. “You can’t deprive me of your wet tight pussy. I would go insane.” I licked her earlobe. She let out a sigh that was seductive to my ears.

"I don't want you to go insane."

Whoa, her hand rubbed the front of my trousers. My eyes closed but I was able to find her lips. I raked my fingers into her hair. I devoured her mouth with mine. Kat was a proper, experienced kisser. She could work her tongue in ways that sent my cock into a frenzy.

I twirled her body around and started walking her up the steps to her flat. I held her tight as our lips stayed together.

“I can’t walk up backward.”

“I got you.” I pressed my mouth back to hers. I wasn’t going to let her fall backward. I was going to protect her no matter what.

We safely entered her flat. She took my hand and led me into her bedroom. I flicked the light on so we wouldn’t stumble in the darkness. I pulled her blouse over her head and tossed it somewhere. Our tongues battled each other’s mouths. She pulled my t-shirt up my abs. I pulled it over my head and tossed it.

The bra had to go. I unhooked it from behind and pulled it down her arms.

Those nipples needed to be sucked and tortured. My mouth latched on to her. My hands worked her out of her little white shorts. I jammed my hand in between her legs and gripped her fat kitty. I pushed her down on the bed and watched her body bounce. I leisurely removed her panties. I had to smell the lace. The scent of her juice blended with a light perfume. I quickly jumped out of my trainers and denims.

Kat scouted back into the center of the bed. She spread her legs and planted her heels on the sheets. I had a lovely view of her damp pussy lips. Her milky essence was calling me. I grabbed my cock in one hand to steady him. He had a bit of a bloody temper.

“Get a condom.”

“Oh

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