Path B

She sighed.

And got off me.

“That was the deal, Isaac.”

She knelt beside me and pulled me into a hug. Gently she grabbed my hand, that without conscious thought on my part tried to grab my dick, to bring me the relief, that I felt so close to.

“I know it's hard Isaac. If you want me to finish you, I want to hear the safeword...” Before I could yell out the word, Emma continued: “But then we have to send Mike back home.”

“Please, I just need another minute, please”

“You know what you have to say, Isaac..”

We both knew I would not say it, that I could not say it. Looking deep inside my eyes, Emma took a minute to caress me and gave me little kisses all over my face, before she slowly got up, and seemingly reluctantly walked towards the bathroom.

“Let him in Isaac, send him to me, into the bathroom... and remember: I love you”

The door closed behind her and I took a breath, that sounded like a sob.

Fuck.

I pulled myself together, cleaned myself up, dressed, and changed the sheets. All the while a painful erection reminded me of what I did not get. And what was to come, because despite everything a part of me found the entire situation hotter than hell.

With a last look towards the bathroom door, I made my way upstairs.

Time to let Mike in.