Blair: Hey! Yes I did, thanks for asking.
Me: I hope you have a good rest of your day Blair. Hope to see you soon
Blair: I will do my best. I'm probably going to do some reading. I hope to see you soon too, Asmodeus.
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After texting her, my instincts have calmeddown enough that I was able to focus on washing myself off. The only problem was my cock didn’t get the memo. I was hard as a rock all day long, my underwear constantly sticky. I had already jacked off to the thought of her, it wouldn’t be right to do it more. Although what would she think if I told her? Would she find me disgusting or would it turn her on knowing how sexy I found her? Nothing I did would stop the ache or voracious need.
Even though I knew it was wrong, I couldn’t stop myself from jerking off multiple times to try and get my cock to deflate, each time I wound up more frustrated than the last. Before, even if I was relatively super horny, I would be able to quench the need. Now it felt like nothing would be able to please me.
Except Blair
My brain finally registered what my heart, and apparently my cock has been telling me this whole time since I first laid eyes on her.
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Step one: get her phone number- complete
Step two: get to know her- in progress
Step three: ask her out on a date- in planning
8
Chapter 8 - Blair
Ifelt like a giddy teenager all over again with my first crush. I have never been that bold before, but I kind of liked the new me. I can’t believe I just gave him my number like that! There was a small part of me that thought he wouldn’t text me. When he did, I was pleasantly surprised and felt wanted. I would have expected him to text me as soon as he left the bakery with how eager he was, but he didn’t. There was a small part of me that was upset and hurt but I had to give the man some time. I wasn’t being realistic right now. I tried to push it out of my mind, focusing on spending my evening getting to know him with random questions we would ask each other over text.
Asmodeus: What's your favorite animal?
Me: hmm, let me think. Probably a bunny. What about you?
Asmodeus: I don't think anyone has asked me that before. Does it have to be something on Earth?
Me: no it doesn't!
Asmodeus: Okay, if that's the case, I amgoing to go with Cerberus.
Me: Are you talking about the three-headed dog in Harry Potter?
Asmodeus: I have never watched that, but yes, that's the one.
Me: what?!?! They exist!!
Asmodeus: of course they do. All fantasy creatures exist. There are krakens, titans, and hydras. Basically all the creatures that you see in human mythology are real.
Me: That makes so much sense. I'm surprised but also not surprised at all.
As I lay in bed, trying to fall asleep, my thoughts kept going back to Asmodeus. What kind of name even was that? It was ancient and demonic sounding. I can’t deny that it fit him really well. I couldn’t see him having a name like Chet or Hank. The image itself has me cracking up laughing in bed. Definitely too pretty and stoic to have such a simple name. As I drift off to sleep, I know my dreams will be filled with the hunky man that was now suddenly in my life.
I woke up this morning to a good morning text from Asmodeus, wishing me a good day. It was a busy Thursday morning, keeping me occupied until I had to leave at 12:30. When he didn’t show up to the bakery that morning, I definitely pouted, looking forward to seeing him and flirting with him. I had to work Friday and then the rest of my weekend I had off. When I got off of work, I saw a text from Asmodeus.
Asmodeus: Hey beautiful,how was work?
Me: It was super busy but good. I missed not seeing you. Busy with work? How has your day been?
I secretly cringe when I read my message again after it was sent, unable to delete it so he didn’t see it. Fuck, I hope I don’t sound desperate.
