GB96 s2 - Working Girl Part 5

Renting an apartment is no joke. It’s dark by the time your mom releases you from the conversation. It’s a lot, but you don’t just have to face the reality of possibly moving out extremely soon, you also have to think about how to talk to Stef about this. It’s not the end of the world. She can still come over. She’ll probably be there a lot. You’ll just have to be a little bit discreet about what you’re doing. Easy for you. Maybe not for Stef. But that’s one of the reasons that you love her. She’s honest with her feelings in a way that you can never be. She tells dumbass lies all the time, but she’s never being anyone other than her genuine self.

You frown as you listen to the phone ring as you sit on the edge of your bed in a big T-shirt. It rings and rings. You finally put it down. That’s odd. It’s late enough that Stef and Mr. Gibson should be home. You’ll have to call back later, except you can’t really. It’s getting late. It would be rude.

So… you’ll see Stef at work in the morning, you guess. With another big sigh, you walk over to the window and lean on the sill. You smile. Mary’s giving you a consolation prize. You see her walk past her window in tight pink panties and a white undershirt. Solid Mary eye candy. You settle in to peep, and your patience is rewarded when she crawls onto her bed on all fours, giving you the perfect view of her behind before she plops on her belly to read a magazine, idly kicking her feet. Headphones cover her ears.

You want to laugh at the thought of all the… feelings she’s brought you without ever knowing it. You flop on your bed and pull off your shirt. This little ritual takes you back, but it’s different now. Instead of just fantasizing about Mary, you have all sorts of memories. You caress your body, images flashing through your mind. Mary just now. Nadia riding Stef. The feel of Stef’s hands on your body.

But then you remember being with Stef in this bed, just like this. She’s on top of you, face intent as she thrusts into you, supporting herself with one hand and stroking your cock with the other. You remember how she collapsed on top of you and kissed you as she came what felt like buckets inside you.

Your hips come off the bed. Your right middle finger expertly teases your clit as your left fist pumps your cock. A few moments later the bed squeaks as you let yourself down, your belly shining with cum.

You wonder where Stef is right now. You wish that she was here.