Page 46 of SEAL Mates

“Fuck!”

I shouted as I couldn’t hold back anymore.

“Shit Blake, you alright man.”

Shit, the guys are back. It didn’t take a genius to figure it out or for me to point it out to her. As I took my limp cock back into my jeans. She tried to put on her tights, even though I had ripped them but then they were covered with her dress.

“Blake!”

Ryan screamed over and over again.

“I’m fine. Just eating. It’s ok. I’m fine.”

I repeated quivering thinking that maybe he could see me from the distorted glass. He backed away once he heard my voice reassuring him that I was fine.

I turned and not only had Paula sorted herself out, but she’d managed to put the office in some sort of order. She was good.

“You can bring the basket home. I’ll get out of your way.”

She slapped me on the butt, and I had a big grin on my face, and my cock once again rose to the occasion. I couldn’t remember the last time I did something out of the ordinary, but Paula had proved one thing. You could teach an old dog new tricks. Sure I was in my twenties and to the outside world I was young, but until now I didn’t realize that I was completely dead inside.

And Paula had just resurrected me.

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