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I was grateful for the distraction. “You’re thinking about volunteering too?” I washed my hands, checked dinner was on the right track and motioned for her to settle her computer on the bar, to check the website.“Zoey and a few more volunteers are working to set up a parallel project for the foundation that runs the food bank,” Steph explained, back to her energetic self. “Delivering groceries for elderly people in this area. Folks too old, or with health issues that keep them from going to the bank, even if they need to.”“That’s a nice idea. What do they have in mind?”“Doorstep delivery to keep it safe for everybody, and waiting in the car for the person to come out and pick it up, to make sure nobody steals it.”I nodding, browsing through testimonials. “They should think of something for old folks who cannot lift the box and carry it inside by themselves.”Steph’s eyes widened. “You’re right! I gotta tell Zoey about it.”“She invited you to join this?”“Yeah. They wanna put up a
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“Coming!”I sank the phone in my pocket and unlocked the door, opening it as I still wiped my face with the towel.“Shall we?” Steph said, so energetic and unaware it made me feel like I was the son of a bitch.“Sorry. Last minute call.”We had dinner watching the news, but I didn’t register a single headline. After cleaning the table, I tried to leave Steph doing the dishes, but she stopped me.“You agreed to do the dishes,” I said.“I know. But we also said desserts.”Shit! There was no way I could have sex with her and make the video before midnight. I needed to find a good excuse.“You ain’t working tomorrow morning, right?” I asked, putting my arms around her chest from behind.She shook her head, looking at me from over her shoulder with a questioning frown. Of course. Me and declining sex didn’t go together in the same sentence. I rubbed my crotch against her butt.“Then let me take a rain check tonight,” I whispered in her ear. “And we’ll make it pour tomorrow morning.”She no
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Needless to say I woke up awfully hard, but I didn’t care, because I could make it work for me. And for Steph, who didn’t complain when I woke her up an hour before sunrise. We took a nap after, started over as the day broke outside our window, and kept going way past the alarm she’d forgotten to change. We lingered in bed, joking and giggling like back in high school, until we found some strength to get out of bed. I made brunch for us and left for work while she was still in the shower.I felt in the best mood of the last weeks. And every time my vicious mind tried to revisit the blurry flashbacks of my dream, I kicked it back to the great morning I’d just shared with the girl I loved.Inside locker #12 in the IT restrooms, I found another small black box that held four fat oil beads, each about an inch and a half long. My eyebrows went up in surprise and then down in a frown. Was that his wicked oil? And if so, how was I supposed to use those beads? Oil beads are meant to melt, and
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While I waited for the water to warm up, I faced some production problems. First, where could I settle the phone? I had to find a place to keep it dry and, at the same time, the spot should allow me to stand before the camera under the rain. It took me a few tries until I figured it out. After moving the corner rack closer to the door and settling the phone on the top shelf, the frontal camera only showed me as a foggy figure. Shit. So I opened the window and mixed some cold water to keep the steam at a minimum.But I couldn’t close the cubicle, unless I wanted the video to show only a dark shape behind the door covered in water drops. The rain didn’t reach the phone with the open cubicle, but it would flood the whole bathroom. Not like I had any other options. Shit. I would have to mop the entire floor later.Whatever. I just wanted to be done with it.As I walked into the shower, my eyes fell on the solitary bead on the narrow basin counter. I hated the thought that crossed my head
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My feet came up to the windowsill, to help my hips thrust into my hand, while the other hand wrapped and pressed my nuts. Oh, shit, it felt so frigging awesome. My crotch was catching fire, but I didn’t want to come. I wanted to feel this for as long as I could.I tried until I found the right pace and the right way to move, thrusting only halfway up, for my fist to stroke my shaft all the way down to the base. And on its way back up, it pulled from my nuts, for my other hand to keep teasing them.Soon I had to fight back my moans, my whole groin burning and my guts twisting in those awesome ripples that flooded me up to my navel. No way I was doing this again with only one bead.I had a good start when my fist pulled up, and the fingers around my nuts slipped down, unwillingly rubbing the skin between them and my butthole. I relocated them right away. However, I felt the trace of oil left on that spot, so I brushed it to retrieve whatever oil I could for my nuts.“Shit!” I muttered,
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The next morning, my first conscious thought was that I was dying to butter my cock with oil and fuck Steph’s mouth hard. So I rolled over, landing on my notorious morning wood, and pretended to keep sleeping with my back turned to her side of the bed, while she got up and got dressed. I only sat up in bed when I was sure she didn’t have time even for a quickie. I grabbed my phone to make sure my alarm for ten was on, and realized with a horrified chill that I hadn’t sent the shower video to Big Ellie.“Shit!” I snarled, unlocking the screen to do it right away.No wonder I had a text waiting for me. “Missed midnight deadline. Kitchen, morning, naked. Send both videos before noon.”Okay, that was easy. I just had to wait until Steph left.“Bye, babe!” she said from the living area. “Don’t be late to work!”“Have a good one, love!” I replied on my way to the bathroom, trying to bring my boner down enough to take a leak.Soon I was in the kitchen, looking around like a Hollywood photogr
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Knowing nobody could hear me, I didn’t hold back the shaky sigh that breached my lips as my eyes stared at the oil trickling down my skin. This time, I didn’t hesitate to spread it all over my shaft.“Oh, fuck,” I mumbled, my eyes fluttering closed when my slow stroking triggered the first mild ripples.It felt so frigging good, and it could feel even better. I grabbed another bead and squeezed it straight on my nuts, my other hand under them and ready to keep the oil from falling off.It ran down like the night before, as I kept stroking my cock in no hurry, pausing to rub the back of the head with my oily fingertips. I let out a muffled groan, the rubbing triggering stronger ripples that reached my navel.Lost to them, looking for ways to keep feeding them, my fingertips reached past my nuts.“Oh, fuck!” I groaned, feeling the burning line that ran inside my cock and the jolts that branched up past my navel, almost to my chest, and all the way through to the small of my back. That p
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“I wanna see you in your bed. Send the video before noon.”I turned back to work feeling relieved Big Ellie demanded something easy. Once more, all I needed was waiting for Steph to leave with Zoey. Pity I only had one bead left. Well, it was already Thursday. Surely he would be back the next week. Such a control freak wouldn’t leave his little empire for more than a week.Right?The idea that he might stay out of town longer than that upset me way more than I could even start to admit.But the next morning, after Steph left, while I made the bed and covered it with our sex blanket, the notion of being about to run out of oil for several days made my guts twitch.Steph was thrilled with her volunteering, and had already warned me that weekends would be the busiest days for her. Not like I was about to complain about the chance of sleeping in unmolested. However, mornings without her or oil sounded rather bleak.Nah, no way. If Big Ellie wasn’t coming back, he’d direct me to more beads
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