Page 175 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 8
“I felt like I was cheating on you after you came to the door. I know you want me to do this, but it still feels wrong. And I was all in my head. So after you left I got back into the shower and pressed my tits against the glass. And he stood on the other side and came all over it.”
The image of her tits against the glass was what got me. I groaned and my stream of cum sizzled in the fountain.
“So it wasn’t even a big deal. The end.”
Interesting…She hadn’t stolen any stories as far as I could tell. Especially that ending. But the whole thing did sound a lot like a porno...
And then it clicked. Destiny must have helped her come up with the whole thing. She was great at creating sexual stories. And she’d “hijacked” Ash’s phone.Yeah right.
Or...had Ash really done it? Either way, I was gonna find the plumber and wipe his memory.
Ash screamed.
“What’s wrong?” I asked. I quickly zipped my pants.
“I forgot that Nigel was listening. He blended into the wall too well. But then he moved.”
“I just wanted to reiterate that I told you the shower wasn’t broken,” said Nigel. “And to tell you that despite your coitus conquest, you’ve made no progress. Alas, Master still isn’t free.”
I walked out of my masturbatorium as Nigel held up my lamp to show the proof that I wasn’t free yet. But I could have told him that. My skeet had sizzled in the waterfall. It was obviously still fiery down there.
“I can’t believe you listened to all of that,” said Ash.
“I like listening,” said Nigel.
Ash scrunched up her face. “I hate that for me. I’m never telling a story like that again. Nigel, can you please just...go away?”
“No.”
I shook my head. Nigel was not someone who could be sent away easily. I thought I’d told Ash that I’d tried to kill the young lad on several occasions. But you really did get used to him always popping up. She just needed more time.
Ash sighed. “And why didn’t you fix the shower on Monday like you said you were going to?”
“Well...first off because it didn’t need fixing. Which we’ve established. And I didn’t mean this past Monday. I meant Monday, February 5th.”
“February? What the hell, Nigel?”
“I’m a busy boy.”
Ash groaned and turned to me.
Nigel slowly sunk back against the wall, spreading his hands and blending in.
It looked like Ash really thought he was gone. She visibly relaxed. “I need a better system to tell you about my sexcapades.”
“You could always just videochat me like we’d originally planned. Or let me catch you.”
She shook her head. “I can’t do it in front of you. But I want to be able to see you while you masturbate.”
“You can’t to go in the masturbatorium!” yelled Nigel.
Ash screamed at the top of her lungs because she hadn’t noticed him blending into the wall.
“Snoopers get burned!”
“Where the hell did you come from?!”
“I’ve literally been here the whole time, Mistress.”
