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quickly as I did, but then again, I didn’t know how
long she had been sucking me off before I woke up. Just as she got
it as deep into her mouth as she could my balls shivered and sperm
went outward on its quest.
    The next few seconds were not pretty though
funny. Her throat rejected the sudden infusion of sperm which made
her mouth decide not to suck my cock anymore and she sneezed or
coughed, does it really matter which one, which caused a shower of
sperm to submit forth from her lips, showering my lower stomach and
crotch with my own sweet nectar. She was coughing and laughing, I
was laughing, and she pulled herself up and into my arms.
    “That was most certainly not the ending I
planned for, Mr. Brandon,” she said coquettishly. “I would have
swallowed if you had waited a few seconds longer.”
    Then she leaned in and kissed me and I kissed
her back. I still had her sweet scent from the night before on my
lips and she had my essence right there as well.
    “What would you like for breakfast?” I
asked.
    # # #

Here’s the first part of this story, Rules of
Service: The Customer Comes First

     
    Rules of Service: The Customer Comes First
    By Sean Brandon

Chapter One
     
    “I’ve spent too much money with your firm to
put up with service this bad. At some time you’re just fucking me
in the ass and laughing in my face,” I said into the phone.
    “Especially laughing in your ass,” said
Shannon, “or did I get that wrong?”
    She was good. I laughed and it broke the
tension. “I’m glad you can crack a joke, but can you fix the
problem?”
    “Look, you spend a quarter of a million
dollars with us annually so you’re obviously important to us.”
Shannon’s voice was firm yet pleading with me. I didn’t say
anything. I already knew how much we were spending with her
firm.
    Once the silence drew on too long she spoke.
“Listen, I’m in the Valley, why don’t I come down and take you out
to dinner. We’ll talk this over in person.”
    I needed to know that they valued me as a
customer. I figured I was a small one, but buying me A MEAL would
help improve the relationship. I gave in to having dinner with her.
“What do you look like?” I asked.
    “I have red hair, and am pleasant to look at,
or so I’m told, 5’10” tall and smile a lot. See you at 7:00-ish,”
she said then rung off.
     
    The sushi restaurant I chose was a
five-minute walk from my house. “Hey, Sean,” said Amy, the hostess
with the prettiest brown eyes this side of anywhere. She had the
cutest round face and was always a ray of sunshine. She had a toned
volleyball body and dark brown hair you wanted to run your fingers
through.
    “Amy,” I said. “Stop breaking my heart and
have a drink with me?”
    “Any time you want, Sean. But you’ll only end
up frustrated since I am engaged and a drink is all we’ll ever
share,” she said, though the twinkle in her eyes took the sting out
of the turndown.
    I heard a loud sounds as someone slapped my
ass. “Ouch, Jen,” I called out and half the restaurant looked our
way.
    “You love me, admit it, Sean,” she said.
    Jen laughed her devilish laugh as I turned
around to face her. She was far enough shorter than my 6’4” height.
She had to look way up to meet my eyes. My ass stung from the slap
but all I saw were her doe-like eyes. Her hands laced themselves
behind my neck, pulled my face closer to hers, and she kissed both
cheeks then ended with a kiss on the lips. She lingered longer than
usual.
    “I do love it,” I said, and I was laughing.
She gave me the same greeting every time I visited, though the slap
on the ass was new and the extended kiss was a nice touch.
    Jen had taken a trip to Spain after she
graduated college and the kiss greeting was now her standard for
everyone, not just me. It was all part of the show. She provided
good service, treated me like I was special whenever I was there,
and even gave me a warm greeting when I saw her on the street. I
looked around