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his every word, because I had no clue myself
    “It’s the very same reason you aren’t wearing any underwear”
    I don’t know when exactly I had become a Venus Fly Trap but having my mouth hanging open seemed to have become a new habit. His eyes glistened at my O shaped lips and the shock in my eyes. What was I embarrassed about? That he was right and I was ignoring the obvious? Or that I was walking towards the restroom as he instructed by now? I looked at myself in the mirror and I didn’t recognize the face looking back at me, I looked flustered hot and bothered. But still hot, I had to hand it to myself. Looking possibly as guilty as a cat burglar caught in the wire of his first break in; I looked around to see if anyone was watching me enter the utility closet; No one, they were either busy ordering or tucked into a chair nursing their coco or coffee reading the newspaper, a book or on their cell phone. Closing the door behind me I refused the urge to search for the light switch... I knelt as the tang of multiple detergents, bleaches, soaps and polishes flooded my nose. 
    Veronica are you losing it? That fucking voice was back again, damn it, I was trying to be adventurous! Why was my mind refusing to acknowledge that I wanted to be here, well not kneeling in the utility closet at Ray's but I wanted this adventure this fling I wanted to live a little. The same mind that wasn't pleased with Jonny, the same mind he bored... I put a mental block up against my subconscious and better judgment and waited.
    No sooner had I won the battle with myself, the door slowly opened and he stepped inside. I felt like a child who only reached the knee of their father. This man was huge, long legs clad in denim and black boots that almost made him look edgy had it not been for his black blazer. Had it been replaced by a leather jacket he could have been riding with the hardest bikers of the century.  He said nothing. He rubbed my hair, smoothed out the end and wrapped his fist in it. Pulling my face up gently, he kissed me long and hard, longingly, when he was done my bottom lip throbbed and so did my pussy. Putting his lips to my ear he whispered. “Do you see the bulge these little hot lips gave me? Don’t speak nod” I nodded, “Good girl, this bulge is yours right now, you made this bulge it’s your responsibility. I hope you can fix it,” another nod. “Good girl,” he stooped… played with my wet pussy, rubbing between my folds with long slow strokes, I felt myself getting wetter and more aroused. I wanted dick, and badly. He got up and slowly rubbed my juices onto my lips, and slowly used his tongue to trace the trail his fingers had left. Then he sucked them not using his tongue again. By now I wanted to get up and bend over and have him fuck me. This man I don’t even know I wanted his cock shoved so far up my pussy that I’d feel it in my skull. But, maybe it was too soon. Too soon?! Fuck that! Getting up I hiked my skirt up, he never let go off my hair, only smiled at my braveness. I turned my back to him bracing the wall; I said nothing, neither did he.
    He only smiled, then held my hair a little tighter and spun me around and forced me back to my knees.
    “Listen Veronica, as hot as your pussy is, it’s not time, you can’t have this dick inside, not yet, however, I won’t starve you, you can pleasure me if you want me that badly, unzip my pants and take my dick out. Go ahead you’re a brave one, and you want this”
    If I wasn’t so horny I would’ve been stark mad at his cockiness, but, I wanted his cock-iness I thought. Sighing I unzipped his zipper with my teeth, looking up at him the whole time. Rubbing my face against the bulge, kissing it through his pants, grazed it with my teeth. Then ever so slowly pulled it out. His dick was unending. It wasn’t too long normally long I thought, but it was thick, bulbous. The veins stood at attention running to an almost pink head. He looked