“I’m looking forward to making you fuck R,” he said.
Oh. Um. Yeah.
I think of all kinds of pretend excuses why I can’t go over. Think of things that aren’t pretend: my kids, a test in algebra, my possible/maybe-going-to-happen period.
I know I won’t use any of them. But I wonder how it will play out. I can’t imagine a scenario like this. How/where/when…?? In front of him, or alone? Fucking someone I know, someone I wanted to fuck, in front of him was hard enough. But this…I am totally and completely lost.
I’m nervous. My stomach keeps doing flip-flops. I feel like hiding under my desk.
But I’m also excited. My pussy is wet, thinking about being “made” to fuck someone just because he says so. Someone I have never met, and may not like or be attracted to. Just because he says so. Would he really do that?
Yes… he would…
“R”
Yeah I know! That’s what makes him so fucking scary at times…lol
Welcome to my little corner of the blogosphere, btw. Nice to finally “meet” you! I heard you’re on FL too–woohoo! You have ARRIVED. lol
Jade
Thanks, did you know that he and I are very…alike?
“R”