Recent Blog: PLEASE BANG MY WIFE PLEASEBANGMYWIFE as the night wore on, Jess began to realize that Jeffrey truly seemed to want to please her. His age would really only matter if they were pursuing something more permanent, but this was just one night. What difference would it make?
And Jess could tell him what she wanted from him, what she needed. She needed to feel safe. If this were simply an exercise in mutual pleasure, Jess felt confident that she could tell Jeffrey what she wanted.
Jess could hardly bear to look at Jeffrey the next day at work. Was he looking at her differently? Leering, perhaps? She couldn't tell. But when he wasn't there, her mind wandered to him. She imagined what he looked like under those Dockers and that Polo shirt -- the coolness of his skin -- the fine blond hair on his legs.
She imagined the stamina of a 23 year old and blushed deeply, hoping with all her strength that no one had noticed that blush.
That night when Jeffrey instant-messaged her, Jess could hear her heart pounding in her ears. She was more than a little disappointed when she read his first message. "Hey," he told her. "I'm sorry if I was a bit aggressive, the other night. I totally respect you, and don't mean to make you feel uncomfortable. I'll drop it."
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