Page 57 of Moonshot

Joanie near about wet herself when I walked in with those flowers. I know she’s been pulling for us. I guess that’s why I figured I had it in the bag when I asked her to help me devise a plan. A few other nods toFrozenthat might get my snow queen’s heart to thaw for me a little more. Of course, she was more than happy to become my accomplice. I think she may have recruited the office manager as well. The more, the merrier.

Walking into my bedroom, I place my phone on the nightstand and pull off my shirt. Dropping it onto the end of the bed, I notice those crazy extra-large boxers with the Olaf characters imprinted all over them. I had to position myself just right when I took that photograph so she could tell they were a size my balls were going to grow into but not look like a sleeping bag for the family jewels.

After brushing my teeth and putting everything into my travel kit so I’ll be prepared to hit the road to southwest Virginia tomorrow, I climb into bed. Lying back, I try to picture Ava’s face when she opened my card. I bet her cheeks turned cherry red. And hopefully, because she liked what she saw and not because I embarrassed her.

Bzzz. Bzzz.

Ava Kennedy

9:42 p.m.

Ava: Thank you. They’re heavenly.

Immediately located below the text is an image. An image of Ava soaking in the tub. She’s taken the shot at an angle from above, so I can see from her neck down to the water line. There’s a glass of wine and a couple of gourmet chocolates to her right. But being the man I am, I zoom in on the picture. I can just barely make out the firm pink tips of her nipples underneath the opaque shimmer of soap suds. Her platinum locks are draped down her chest, cascading around her beautiful tits. Fuck, they’re heavenly, all right.Oh, the little witch. She’s trying to kill me.

Reaching down, I fist my hard shaft with force. I’m fucking hard every night thinking of her, and now I have a real visual to focus on as I jerk myself off. Sliding my hand up and down my needy cock, I rock my hand to the tip to spread the fluid that’s already collecting there as I picture my sweet Ava. Her body is the stuff of fantasies. Lithe soft limbs, long wavy blonde hair to grab, and the sweetest tits. They’re just as I like. Perky, not quite a handful, with dusky firm nipples that beg to be sucked. Remembering our night together, I grip my dick and tug a little more aggressively, spreading my legs as I feel my climax building. Oh, the sight of her wrapping those supple lips around the head of my cock, coaxing me to fuck her face. It was the best night of my life.

Cupping my balls with my left hand, I give them a tug as my right hand is pulling firmly against my steely erection. I can still see my gorgeous girl trying to swallow me whole as I jerk harder and harder still. I’m right there. Spreading my legs a little wider, I envision her doing the same as she’s lying beneath me, mouth full of my heavy cock as she attempts to ease the ache in her sweet pussy with her fingers.

“Oh, shit.” Rope after rope of sticky spunk splatters onto my chest and belly as I empty to thoughts of Ava with her hand bringing her to climax in the bath.

Holy hell. If I keep this up for three more weeks, my dick will be too raw to do its job.

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The following week is my scheduled return to Central Ortho. I contacted Joanie ahead of time to get a headcount on lunch. Ordering from a popular local deli, I delivered lunch to the office. I may or may not have picked a small dessert item just for Ava.

Hoping I’d get to see her for a few short moments, I brought the lunch tray into their breakroom and approached Joanie.

“Hey, Joanie. Sandwiches, chips, and drinks are all set up. You got the card for me?”

“I do.” She giggles before reaching into her overstuffed purse. What on earth do women put in there? “Here it is.” She laughs once more.

Opening what appears to be a Christmas card, adorned with an ice blue background and multiple glittery snowflakes on the front, the inside is blank. Only Joanie’s script is present reading:

Ava, we belong together.

We practically finish each other’s sandwiches.

xoxo, Michael

Handing it back to her, I chuckle. “I think you’re having a little too much fun with this.”

“That I am. But this is like starring in a romance novel. You have to get the girl if there’s going to be an HEA.”

“A what?”

“A happily ever after.”

Shaking my head at this meddlesome fairy godmother, I decide to press my luck. “I’ve got this form I need signed. Do you think Ava’s available?”

“I thought you weren’t supposed to see each other,” she scolds. “Besides. You just got your form signed last week when you were here.”Busted.

“Come on, Joanie. It’ll only be for a minute.”Hell, I deserve a minute. After today, I have two more weeks of this shit. I just want a sniff of her peppermint hair. Is that a lot to ask?

“I’ll be right back,” Joanie says warily as she heads down the hall.

Pacing about the small reception area, a few people come and go through the back office doorway I don’t recognize. One is decidedly a surgeon. He just has that commanding presence as he saunters by. And a little too attractive if I do say so myself.

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