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Chapter 50 by SophiePert

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Did You Fuck Him?

And I should drop it and for the record I know that I should. What's done is done and what's fun is fun and Rachel is a big girl, the choice is hers. But curiosity is getting the better of me and in spite of the rush we have time and frankly, I just need to know.

"Did you fuck the shop owner?"

She laughs, "He's not the shop owner."

"So you did fuck him," I counter.

A shiver runs through her as she recollects, a smile on her face that tells me at least that it wasn't an unpleasant experience. Why not? The guy is good looking and walks with the confidence of a man who knows how to fuck. Why wouldn't it be good?

"Yeah," she says, biting her bottom lip and pulling me a little closer, "I absolutely fucked the shit out of him."

With a whoop and a skip she practically dances across the street, dragging me right along with her and recklessly into traffic I might add. Narrowly dodging a car not really going fast enough to hurt us but still upsetting the driver enough that he laid on the horn.

Rachel unfairly flipped him the bird and dragged me merrily along on our way.

"I take it that it was worth it then," I say, "I mean you seem happy about it."

"Happy?" she breaks into peals of laughter, "I am fucking ecstatic. He was good, baby. He was so good to me. He knew what he was doing and god it's been a while since I've had something like that. I mean college boys are fun and all, but you saw Blake last night. They can't last and they're all fumbling hands and voracious appetites.

"And Jake, your boy, is great don't get me wrong. Big fucking cock and a nice farmboy attitude to go along with it. He's a good guy but he's all power. No college boy has the charm and the capability a real man has, they just lack the experience. Fuck, since I got to this town I've been craving a fuck like that and I just haven't met the right man. Well... maybe that hunky landlord..."

Another wink. Another blush from myself. Another rememberance of the fantasy she'd fed me last night when she had me on my back on the bed and she made me believe...

Can't go there. That way is danger and the possibility of me becoming a horny little puddle of need out here in public and given what I'd just spent my lunchbreak doing, there was no telling what I'd do next.

Best to turn the topic back to safe subjects and as of right now that meant, "How?"

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