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“What if I just used my hand? Or my mouth?” She eagerly says.
She doesn’t strike me as the dominant type of girl. Nor do I try to continue to fuck the next morning, when I’ve already fucked the night before. But a hand job or a blowjob wouldn’t be a bad way to start the morning. It would be less work for me and this may make my morning meetings more tolerable.
I place my hands on the tiles behind her and smile. “Whatever you want sweetheart.” I sometimes like to let them think they hold the cards. That my pleasure is in their hands, to an extent it is, but I’m just fucking away, there’s nothing in it for me other than to blow my load. Since we used four condoms last night, I believe my load was blown accurately last night.
She lowers herself onto her knees and grabs my hips and pulls me to her. I look down as her mouth opens and my dick head brushes her lower lip. My first impressions last night were right, god I love fuck sucking mouths.
* * *
“With the finalwalk through on the Valley project in two weeks, and the final realty office reno coming to an end, what do we have next Max?” Dane asks from my right.
“It appears that we can sit back and relax. We’ve gone hard for the past 2 years. There’s chatter of a new bar or restaurant space in North county and then there’s some more chatter of a hotel down the road.” I state to the group around me.
“The hotel, do we know who the owners are for the space or which hotel yet?” Lukas asks.
“Not yet, but I did hear of the demo for the existing hotel that is in the space currently is scheduled for end of this summer. That gives us 4 months or so to have our ears to the ground.” I scratch the back of my neck.
“Excellent. Do we have anything else guys?” Dane asks. He likes to take charge of these meetings, I hate even showing up to them, but since I’m one of the 3 partners, I have to. I often have input which is helpful to our company. My heart used to be into my job, but like everything else in my life, I have no desire for anything, so I just go with the motions.
The meeting ended, and everyone went back to their respective offices. I entered my office and sat at my desk. It was an elegant desk, with three computer screens and several stacks of paper. I started up my computer and sighed. I ran my hand through my hair and exhaled loudly while waiting for the start screen.
I immediately started browsing project sites and looking for potential projects. I had found a few projects that didn’t fit our line of scope and emailed a few other companies who I thought the projects would work for. That’s how we got the East Village project last year, a fellow friend of mine in an AV company emailed me the job scope and suggested it. Sometimes a helping hand is fruitful, like the one I got this morning.
Dane and Lukas poke their nosy heads into my office an hour later with burgers and we eat lunch in my office.
“So, Lukas, whatever happened to that girl you met at the grocery store?” Dane asks wiping his chin.
“Oh, Tracey. She’s still around.” He says chewing on a french fry.
“That’s all you’re going to divulge?” Dane asks.
“Since when do we gossip like chicks? We hang out, and we don’t. She’s busy with work, and so am I. When we feel like it, we hang out.” Lukas shrugs.
“He means they’re fuck buddies.” I snort.
“You would know!” Dane retorts jokingly.
“Yes and no. We’re dating, I guess, but we go without talking or seeing another for a week or so at a time.”
“That’s fuck buddies, I hate to break it to you.” I throw my wadded up napkin at him.
“Call it what you want. What about you Max, you seem in a better mood today than usual.” Lukas switches the subject.
“I had a shower blowjob this morning. I released whatever and all frustrated energy pretty efficiently within the past 24 hours. No biggy.”
“That explains his glow.” Dane laughs.
“Shut up motherfucker.” I throw my French fry at him and he dodges and it hits Lukas instead.
“Quit throwing your shit at me,” Lukas throws the fry back at me.
“Children! Children! Do I need to separate you?” Dane asks.
It’s nice to be able to joke around with these guys. It feels like it’s been a while since we were able to be so casual together, it’s my fault I know. But I cannot stop how I am now. This happy mood will likely not last, so I’ll relish it now.
Morning blow-jobs might have to be a regular occurrence.
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