Just let him jerk off into your mouth

Honey jest let him jerk off into your mouth. You knew you were skating a line here. You didn't want to come off as possessive and jealous or else you might just drive her back into secrecy.

Ok ty! Was her reply.

The next fifteen minutes went by with merciless protraction. Several times you got out your phone to text her, and had to shove it back in your pocket. Finally, after nearly a half an hour, your anxiety got the better of you and you sent her a text.

Honey how did it go? Your fingers trembled and the auto correct had to carry you. Another agonizing fifteen minutes went by before she answered.

Great love u

That didn't help. You tried to remember that working was working for a cure, for her. You could end this if you just actually found a cure. Still, it was impossible to concentrate, and at lunch you called her the moment you were free.

"So, tell me about your first visitor." You said immediately, as cordially as you could.

"Oh, honey. Do you really want to know?"

_"_Yeah. I mean, who was that guy?"

"Oh, just a friend of someone's, I guess. I'm sorry, I guess those boys have been talking."

You tried to keep your voice down as you paced outside the office. "Ok, well I think you should tell me what happened. Let's just be honest and open about this, alright?"

"Yes, John of course," she began.