I couldn’t imagine that he was too, but the evidence seemed to indicate otherwise. ass porn I wanted to call time out. SN, finally catching the drift self-consciously dropped to his hands and knees for me (yet again) under the table, taking up the laces and going to work on my boot in clear view of everyone. We both knew it was there, even though neither of us really knew just what it was. I got this amazing gushy warm feeling. I mean I guess they invented the word masochist for a reason right? He looked up at me, taking one last slurp to get as much spit as he could out of them, swallowing one last time (holy fuck.. Srsly wtf? I knew you’d understand. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Thursday, 9/26
Dear diary,
SN came back today, all tail-between-his-legs. “Where do you see this going?” I mused, looking at him curiously. He actually came over to MY desk and apologized for missing our “meeting”. on the elevator?” and pensively dropped to his knees and spread his legs for me (perfect height too!
