Lola liked it enough to feel guilty.
Finally, she responds.
Lola
I did what you said. Don't be mad.
Me
I want you to do things. The fact you think I will be mad makes me hot.
Lola
My boss, Enzo? We had a moment.
Me
What kind of moment?
Lola
We kissed. He kissed me. I attacked him, and he put me on the edge of his desk, kissing me again and...
She stops.
Fuck.
Me
What??
Lola
I think he was going to eat me out? Or fuck me? He fingered me, not just my pussy, but my ass.
Me
And how did you feel? Did you like it?
Shit, I'm hard, aching. But I stop myself from reaching for my cock.
There is pleasure in denial for myself. So, I don't touch, just let the urge and the ache build.
Lola
I loved it. I have never...
His finger in my ass felt good.
My libido and cock jerk.
Me
And?
Lola
Nothing. His friend walked in, catching us. Which was humiliating, thrilling, strange. I don't think I want to be seen by others, but I like the risk. Am I weird?
