of course

I wish I was showered, groomed, and dressed.

Kurt looked down to see he was in clean jeans and a dark red t-shirt. He was wearing socks and sneakers. He looked in the mirror. His hair was neatly combed.

"Fucking A!" he said.

I wish I had ten one hundred dollar bills in my wallet.

He picked his wallet up off of his nightstand and opened it. There was a thousand dollars in it.

He put his wallet in his pants and left his apartment. He got in the elevator and saw a pretty girl he had seen in the building but had never talked to other than a few cold hellos. She had dark blonde hair hair with highlights, wore rectangular glasses, and had on a pink top and short black skirt.

Kurt got on the elevator. "Hello, big plans today?"

"Hello," she said, adding nothing else.

Once the elevator doors closed, Kurt went to work. I wish the elevator would stop. I wish she would crave sucking my cock and not take no for an answer.

The elevator stopped. The girl looked at Kurt. "Um, hello, I'm Janie, by the way." She blushed deeply. "Um, I really want to suck you off!" She looked flustered and ashamed, but full of lust.

"I don't think so," said Kurt.

Janie sank to her knees. "Please, I have to suck you off!"

"Well. OK!"

Janie quickly undid Kurt's pants and was soon going down on him.

I wish she loved this. I wish she loves being on her knees with a man's cock in her mouth. I wish she orgasms any time a guy cums in her mouth.

Janie kept sucking Kurt off, moaning with her chest heaving until he came in her mouth, causing her to orgasm.

When she was finished, she sat back. "Um, I...I don't know what came over me...I..."

"It's OK, "said Kurt. You just crave sucking cock. It's OK." I wish the elevator would start again. I wish Janie would suck four more cocks today.

When the elevator made it to the lobby, Janie got up, and when the doors opened, she quickly exited without looking at Kurt.

Kurt zipped up and left the elevator. He walked outside and was almost run over by a guy on a bicycle who had zipped off the street to avoid traffic. The man was wearing fancy cycling gear: tight bicycle shorts and shirt and helmet.

"Jerk!" said Kurt. I wish that guy was naked with a raging hard on, which would not go away until for three hours.

The man almost wrecked as he realized he was naked. He stopped his bike, looked around, and started to pedal off.

"Good luck not hurting your balls, asshole!" Kurt watched the naked man cycle off as people stared in shock.

Kurt whistled and headed on.