Tyche
Copyright© 2020 by Old Man with a Pen
Chapter 119
As soon as Mr. Dent woke up ... of course he had to pee ... Drat. I wasn’t going to ruin my satin sheets no matter how much the idea intrigued me.
If I’d had the sheet of rubber roofing on the bed ... well ... I’d at least give it a try ... urine is sterile straight from the source. The thought of that liquid force ... and the length of time it took Adam to ‘drain a vein’ ... Oooo minis ... a bunch. First chance I get!
And THAT caused him to look amazed ... again.
“Mini orgasms are nice ... but the big one is even better,” I said. After three.
“I agree,” Adam, said, “But ... I think you broke it.”
“Wanna bet?”
“Umh ... a buck?”
Judicious application of tongue, lips and throat later, Mr. Dent found his wallet and paid up.
Adam didn’t go home. Yet.
When he finally did, his dad asked if he’d had a good session with Microsoft.
“You were gone two weeks longer than intended, I hope your discussions went well,” Pater asked.
“I’ve been back almost two weeks ... I met a girl,” Adam said. Then he recalled, “I Re-met a girl.”
Madre, perking at this revelation, was much more interested in the girl than the Gates meeting. “Is she nice?”
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