Your friend has been great in helping you feel better the last couple days after a breakup and of course you appreciate her help…Her husband, well he has helped you too and you just wanted to say thank you.
Hey, sorry to barge in. I'm not interrupting anything, am I? Oh, okay, good.
Your wife was running late for book club, so she just had to rush out. I was about to leave, but I just wanted to pop in and just say a quick thank you first. What do you mean, for what? I've been over here almost every night since my breakup, just crying on your wife's shoulder.
Like, she's been super supportive, but I feel so bad. Like, she says she doesn't mind, but it's just still an imposition for you, you know? I mean, I come over, I monopolize all your time, and I mess up your guys' routine, and like, you've just been real chill about it, so thank you.
No, it is a big deal. Like, I was going through a really hard time, and I'm feeling a lot better now, thanks to her advice. And, uh, that's all I really wanted to say, but, uh, if I'm being honest, uh, I'm feeling a lot better because of you, too.
Like, you've really helped me out a lot. I'm sure you have. Like, you've done more than you think.
Like, in some ways, you've been a bigger help than she has. What do I mean? What I mean is, how do I put this? Okay, remember that first night I came over, and I was upset because I invested five years in this guy, and he just dumped me without an explanation?
And I was thinking that was it. That I wouldn't find anyone else, and then your wife asked you to give me a guy's perspective. You remember? You remember what you said? You said that he was crazy, and I could do better.
I could have any guy I wanted, and I understand that's just, like, something you say, you know, when people are going through a hard time, but it was just, I mean, it was just something in the way you looked at me when you said it, and it made me know that, like, you meant it. I don't know how to describe it. You gave off, like, this vibe, you know? And then afterwards, on the other nights I was there, and, like, you just entered the door, or you came into the living room while we were talking, I could, I could just always feel that vibe coming from you.
I don't think your wife ever noticed, but when I felt you looking at me, it's like I could feel all the things you were thinking about. I don't know. I don't know, maybe it sounds crazy, but it made me feel, like, desirable and confident and sexy, you know?
I think I really needed that, so thanks. I'm glad I'm welcome, you know? But, uh, you know, you're giving me that look now, and, like, I'm still feeling whatever this vibe is.
Like, do you even realize, like, the way you look at me? Like, like you're undressing me and fucking me with your eyes. I'm sorry.
You know, I'm sorry. That's more than I meant to say, but, like I said, it makes me feel good. Um, yeah.
I should go. Um, but there is one more thing I wanted to thank you for. I can't believe I'm telling you this, but, uh, last night I had a dream about you.
Like, we were in your kitchen, and I asked you if you really thought I could have any guy I wanted. Yeah, and then you asked me who I wanted, and then the next thing I know, we were naked and you were fucking me on the table. God, I woke up so horny, I just started touching myself.
Like, fuck, I came so hard. I don't even remember the last time I had an orgasm like that. And, like, honestly, my ex hadn't even made me come in, like, months, so, thank you.
Yeah. Thank you. And, uh, I said all that to say is that I just, I really appreciate everything you've done for me.
And so, that's why I, What? What do you mean, what am I doing? I'm getting on my knees.
Yeah. I mean, I know. Yeah.
I'm just thanking you. I'm just thanking you. Yeah.
Besides, I can feel it. I can, this vibe, this tension. Yeah.
Take your pants off. Yeah. Take them off.
I want to see. Oh, my. Nothing.
I just, you've got a really nice cock. I mean, you had a nice cock in my dream, but, wow. God.
God, you've got a really fucking nice cock. I can't even wrap my fingers around it. Look.
Look at my little hands flying up and down your thick, hard cock. Mmm. Do you like how I'm stroking you? Yeah? It feels good? Do you like my full lips hovering an inch above the head? Can you feel my breath an inch away from the tip? Can I kiss it? Mmm.
Mmm. Mmm. Mmm.
You like that? Mmm. My tongue sliding up the shaft from the bottom.
Mmm. Stroking you. Licking you.
Mmm. Mmm. I've got both hands on your shaft and there's still enough of your cock to wrap my lips around.
Mmm. Mmm. Mmm.
Mmm. Mmm. How does that feel? Mmm.
Mmm. No. Mmm.
Oh, no. Don't worry. Book club's about an hour.
We have enough time. Mmm. Mmm.
Mmm. I can spend all night just worshipping your cock. Mmm.
Mmm. Mmm. Mmm.
Yeah, it feels good. Yeah? Mmm.
Mmm. Oh, you really want to fuck me in the face, huh? No.
Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck, I'm so wet. Fuck, I love how you squeeze my ass.
No. I just love how big your cock is. Fuck my throat.
Hold me down till I can't breathe. No, no. Oh, fuck.
Ah, this is better than my dreams. Mmm. Let me see.
I told you I just wanted to say thank you. What? What? You want me to lay down? Oh, God.
All I just wanted to do was just say thank you. That was it. That was it.
That was it. I just wanted to say thank you and mmm, fuck. Your wife is such a good friend.
I never meant for you to. .. Oh, God.
I never meant for you to fuck me like this. Oh, God. Yes.
Yes. Yes. Yes.
Yes.