Page 67 of Unhinged

Remembering how the porn stars do it, I multi-task more by sliding my left-hand index finger into her as I devour her. Simone tastes like nothing I’ve ever eaten. I think I’m addicted already.

“Greg, I’m going to come.” Her voice is breathless as I reach my brink.

Against her pussy, I moan, “Me too.”

Simone explodes, and I know this because she’s wet in my mouth. I lick faster, unable to get enough. But I stop licking and stroking to move my T-shirt to avoid shooting cum between her legs. I gruffly whisper, “Fuck.” When the jerking stops, I return to eating out Simone.

“I love your mouth on my pussy.” So do I.

Simone curls into herself some, so I sit back as we both pant, staring at each other in awe. What did we just do? I fantasized about doing this to Hadley and Simone.

Hearing people in the hall, we break apart and fix our clothes. Since I hosed myself, I’ll be late for work, but I’d do it all over again. And I plan to.

Almost sounding shy, Simone says, “Holy shit. Have you ever done that to a woman?” When she sees my responding frown, she nods. “Right. Well, you’re phenomenal.”

I shrug as I grab tissues. “Thanks?”

Simone then giggles. “Whenever you’re…up…for it, stop by Amos’s apartment after work. It’ll be super late, so he’ll be way out in La La Land. I’m dying to return the favor.” She bites her lip and glances at my dick as I deflate. Fuck, I’m so ready for her to do that.

I nod. “I’ll think about it.” Done.

“Well, you only have two weeks. After that…”

Shoving my dick back into my pants, I work on the fly. “I know.” I laugh as I grab my coat from the floor.

“What?”

I shake my head. “I didn’t expect this to happen.”

“It’s good to be spontaneous sometimes.”

I grin, putting on my coat, still tasting Simone Garrison in my mouth. “Yeah, I suppose so. See you later.” Not having more to say, I leave, but with a smile.

I walk past my mother’s office, and she says, “Greg, before you go…”

I sigh, closing my eyes, but turn and go into her office. “Yeah? I gotta go to work.”

From her desk, she looks past me and raises both eyebrows, indicating she’s on to me for something. Shit, I hope she didn’t hear me eating her intern’s pussy.

And fuck, I want to do it again.

“Did you talk to Simone?”

I bite my smile. “Sort of. I serviced her in the supply room.” Hell. Truth is stranger than fiction.

She tosses down the folder she’s holding. “Have some decorum, please. I’m serious.”

I laugh. “Yeah, I apologized. Now she wants my baby.” Never can happen.

Mom shakes her head. “I wish you’d stop with the subterfuge.”

“Is that candy?”

“Goodbye, Greg.”

I giggle as I leave. Sometimes entertaining myself is too easy.

As I pass Elijah, I want to tell him that his date just came in my mouth, and she’ll be the first woman to blow me. Plus, she won’t be boning him for two weeks. It still irritates me she’d sleep with this loser. Instead, I grin and go with a polite, “Have a good one.”

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