In her current position at the agency however, being the newest employee with the least experience and barely any real responsibilities, she was simply unsatisfied. She wanted more. Had to get it, one way or the other.
And life had a just the perfect way of maintaining balance, presenting her with a different kind of pleasure..
The case of a good girl gone bad.
It’s a sticky situation,
How he knows all I am into,
All of my kinks and the simple things too.
Between the pulsations of her heart, Mumbi perceived in a clear wave, ‘Open your eyes Emm, can’t you see? A man is defined by how he takes care of himself, how he carries himself. If he doesn’t love and respect himself , how can he ever respect you?’
He swiftly pulled out and held his throbbing dick between her ass cheeks as his orgasm tore through him. His kink and savegery took over him as he wildly milked out his load. His cock exploded and spouted, spilling his load on her tight asshole, spreading on her back in a motion emulating the explosion of a Roman candle.
When she looked up she caught his gaze – glaring at her with open hunger- like he hadn’t had a nice warm meal in a while. Unblinking, she held his gaze as they stood there in silence, a palpable sexual tension igniting between them.
God, he loved that mouth!
Even though she knew that Simone always parked her black raven Cadillac there and often smoked there, too and that it was probably nothing alarming, she’d decided to investigate.
In a different world, she imagined, she was probably an exotic sexual goddess – the true epitome of beauty and a symbol of sexuality.
He couldn’t quite explain what was different – maybe it was how she’d stared at him all day with those big, soulful and curious eyes, as though she could see through him. Or maybe it was the way she’d listened so keenly as he went on about his childhood and how she’d laughed so hard at his jokes. Or maybe how she’d noticed he was nervous because he kept fiddling with a candy wrapper. Or maybe it was how beautiful she’d looked earlier that afternoon, sitting on the bench in the park with her legs crossed, exposing her thick, juicy thighs that were a lighter shade than the rest of her – how she effortlessly drew him in.
She lingered a little longer before letting go of him, thinking, ‘I never want to let you go. I want you to be mine.’