I called Tom while on my lunch break.

I’d come out of a big meeting, and the only thing I could think about while my coworkers had been droning on about advertising numbers was Tom’s cock in my ass. We’d been dating for about a year, and I was always blunt with him about my desires — especially on that day.

“I want you in my ass,” I whispered into my cell.

“You do, do you?”

“Yeah, that’s why I just said it.” I laughed; I couldn’t help myself.

“That can be done. I work until four today. You?”

“Four. I’ll meet you at my place. Then you can put it in me.”

That phrase, for whatever reason, never failed to turn Tom on.

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