Teaching Shannon part78
not know what it was. Somehow she knew better than to ask. On Friday
morning I demanded a blowjob, knowing that I would need to have come
to keep myself in control that afternoon. Shannon complied at once,
as usual. She could tell that something was going on by my silence
and moodiness that day, but she asked no questions. By midafternoon
she was pretty nervous, and was going out of her way to be nice to me.
I rebuffed her, which made her more nervous. I was losing my mind from
fantasizing about what I was about to do, but I had to take a shit before
I could start. Finally it happened.
“Come here,” I said gruffly, coming naked out of the bathroom,
my cock pointing like a sexual divining rod. I took her robe off and
threw it in a corner, leaving her nude. “Go get a pillow,” I ordered.
Shannon left and returned in a moment with a pillow and an anxious look.
She still knew better than to ask what was happening.
…End of the part78. To be continued..