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After Work Ambush
You couldn’t wait, could you? (Part One of Three)
Oh, fuck. Baby wait. I just walked in the door.
I know you hate when I work overtime, but I’m doing it for us — so we don’t have to live in this little apartment anymore.
You must’ve missed me bad today. What do you think you’re doing? These are my only good pair of work pants.
Now, why you wanna wake up the beast in my pants, babe? If you keep rubbing him like that, you know what he’s going to want. Shit, with the messages you’ve been sending me since lunch, he hasn’t had much sleep- has he?
You just couldn’t get me off your mind today, huh? You better delete those too. You know how your mom likes to look at your pictures on your phone when y’all are together. She just loves looking at your selfies. Hell, I do too but I really love looking at those special ones you keep locked in that app for me.
Baby, now you’ve done it — rubbing me to life through my pants like that. I love the way you slowly run your hand up and down my zipper, then clamp your hand closed to make sure my balls get some attention too.
He wants to come out. What you teasing him like that for. Yea, squeeze it for me. That sexy smirk of yours can almost make my burst on its own. I can’t help myself. I gotta have…
