Prologue Pt. 4

The next day you both skipped the conference. She took you around London, showing you her favorite sights. It is literally the best day of your life. In the evening, you escort her back to her room again. Her sexy look was back.

"Did little Mark think of me last night?"

"He did. And so did big Mark. Many, many times." You were quite truthful. You must have jerked off to her at least three or four times: your chafed cock and tired wrist being the only reasons you stopped. "Did you think of little Mark as well?"

"Umm... I'm not telling." She gives you a slow wink. You begin to feel your cock throb as you remember what she looked like under her dress. "I was hoping to show you instead." Karen reached inside her bag and pulled out a condom. “You remember my rule about no one night stands, right?” You nod in reply. “Well,” she continues, “fuck that rule. I bought an entire box of these and I don't plan on taking them home." She pushed the door open and walked inside.

You didn't make it to your room that night.

On the last day of the conference you spent most of the morning on the phone juggling your travel agent, a very non-helpful airline rep and a boss angry at the cancellation charges, as you swapped flights to travel back home together with Karen. It didn't help matters that she decided to tease you by sucking you off while you were trying to convince your boss.

A week later, the two of you were dating exclusively.

Two months later, she moved in with you.