Page 47 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 8
“There are no physical parts to it.”
“Not even a vibrating wall dildo?”
“A what? No. It’s a woman.”
“Boo.” Chastity made an exaggerated frowny face. “That’s no fun.”
“Right, so we got past all his defenses, and then we were about to start eating. But he shoved the food aside and started making out with me.”
Chastity leaned closer.
I dropped my voice to a whisper. “He tore off my shirt. And then his fingers trailed up my thighs and pushed my skirt up around my waist. And then he knelt in front of me. And then…”
“Oh my God! He ate you out,” said Chastity way louder than was appropriate.
“Shh!” I looked around to make sure no one had heard. Luckily all of our coworkers were out of earshot. “So his mouth was inches away from me, and then he magically disappeared. The end.”
“What?! That can’t be the end.”
“Now you know how I felt last night when you rubbed that stupid lamp and made Tanner disappear.”
“You know I’d never cock block you on purpose. I was just curious about what would happen if I rubbed the lamp. And I needed his help.”
“Well next time be more careful. Especially if he’s on a date with me. If you see him with some other girl, on the other hand, then you have my full permission to rub away.”
“So what happened after he came back to you?”
Oh thank God she said after. Now I don’t have to tell her about Incident #7.
“What’s Incident #7?” asked Chastity.
Shit! Had I really said that out loud!?“Oh you know, Matt walked in on me while I was top nude and then I tried to jump out the window.”
“What was Matt doing there? Oh my God, did Tanner send him there to give you some grade A dick in his place? I love that for you!”
“No, Matt’s married.”
“And?”
“And that would be cheating.”
“Not if he’s being a surrogate dick for his bestie.”
“That’s not a thing.”
“Sure it is. Anyway. Get back to the good stuff. What happened once Tanner got back? Did he catch you sucking Matt’s thick cock?”
“The only thing I did to Matt’s cock was fling a $1000 bottle of wine at it.”
Chastity gasped. “You didn’t,” she whispered.
“I did,” I muttered. “I’m not sure the poor thing survived.”
“Don’t worry,” said Chastity. “That thing is girthy. I’m sure it’ll bounce back.”
“Why do you know that Matt’s cock is girthy?”
“Harvard. Showers. 2013. Alas, Chad didn’t choose Matt to be his surrogate dick that evening.” She sighed and put her head in her hands. “Anyway, back to your thing. So you didn’t get Matt’s dick either. What did Tanner give you instead?”
