He holds back another day, then Andrea pays him a visit

Exhausted from his sleepless night, Matt actually manages to get to sleep after jacking off only three times...He's never been a frequent masturbator, but right now, it's hard not to do it every chance he gets.

Another workday passes, and Matt is back home, trying not to dwell on the video. It's invading his thoughts and making him sloppy at his job, plus making it hard to concentrate on anything meaningful.

If he stops masturbating to it, maybe he can forget the whole thing...In a decisive move, Matt deletes all his copies of each file, then resolves to stay as far away from Club XXX as he can.

His plans are dashed shortly after as he answers a knock at the door, and finds a familiar face grinning at him. It's Andrea, and she's dressed similarly to how she was a few days ago, though she's managed to cover a least part of her massive tits with a casual black tank top, and she has a leather purse strung over one shoulder.

"Hiya Matty. Ya stood me up two nights in a row now, so I figured I'd come over ta see what's up."

There's a slightly knowing look on her face as she rather boldly enters without any invitation. Matt feels tongue-tied as she lets herself in, unable to bring himself to kick her out.

From the second she appeared, he's been rock hard, his ass throbbing in anticipation. The fact that he's been masturbating to her every night for the past couple days makes the reaction almost Pavlovian.

"Don't wanna have fun with me and the girls? I can see it all being a little intimidating for a newbie." Andrea asks sympathetically.

Matt grunts noncommittally, thoughts racing. He can't think straight, repeatedly getting sidetracked involuntarily into little fantasies of Andrea pushing him down right here and fucking him.

Even if he's thinking of asking her to leave, he keeps finding excuses not to do so. For one thing, it's true that she's been nice to him. She's offered to show him around and help him build up a nightlife in the city - even if said nightlife isn't what he pictured. For another, she has some compromising images and video of him...he doesn't think she'd use them as **** material, but she certainly could.

Andrea doesn't seem to upset or threatening though. She just walks over to Matt's couch and pulls a large bottle of some kind of hard liquor out of her purse. "Even if ya don't wanna have fun, I said I'd be your life coach right? Sit down, let's chat! Tell me all your problems, I'm a good listener!" She taps her huge chest confidently, winking at Matt and waving for him to sit next to her.