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True Self: Chapter Two
Last night’s activities left me wanting more. Getting myself off using my favourite toys did not do the intended job. I craved the real thing. I desired ten inches of thick white cock.
“You’re staring,” Jacob said as he brought me back to my sad reality.
“I can’t help it,” I said, trying to keep my eyes from Kyle’s crotch.
I was beginning to think that last night was a mistake on my part. Who cares that his girlfriend and soon to be wife was in love with him. I wanted what she had, and if Kyle was telling the truth, she wasn’t reaping all the benefits of having a profoundly massive dick in her life.
“You can’t,” Jacob whispered to me.
“Why not?” I replied.
“It’s ethically wrong, and you know it,” Jacob said as he stared at me.
He was right; of course, I didn’t want to be the other woman. I had been cheated on before, and I hated it. “You’re right,” I said, shaking my head.
“You guy’s good?” Kyle said as he came to check on us.
“Yeah,” I responded.
There it was, the smile that let me know he had sex last night. I knew that smile all too well. “How’s what his face?” Kyle said as he came into my cubicle.
