"You offered to pay for my stuff if we had sex..." How is this different than what you did before?" I asked."It is!" she insisted."If you didn't love ...him?" We had a relationship!" Based on what -- money?" I pressed."There were commitments..." But you didn't love him and he didn't love you and so the commitments were financial -- and he welched on them, eventually, didn't he?" I insisted."You just called me a whore again!" No, YOU just called you a whore! I merely presented the facts -- YOU came. I pull my vest over my head and look down. I’m amazed how hard my nipples are and such a ring of goose bumps around them. I just stroke my left nipple with my index finger and it sends a shiver down my spine. If only you were there to kiss my breasts! I ease my sleeping shorts down and look in my big bathroom mirror. My bum cheeks are a little pink - it’s as if I’ve been spanked! I probably should be! I turn and enter my shower. It’s big enough for two. I pick up the brass head and give myself. His sexy little moans were like music to my ears and I started to really like the taste of his unwashed hole. His arse hole was wet through by now and I pushed a finger inside, I stroked the inside wall of his ass(what I now know as the prostate)and almost instantly a huge dribble of pre cum ran from hid lovely swollen cock head all the way down his cock and onto his balls. Stuart moaned, almost out of frustration this time. I heard him quietly almost under his breath "Fuck me. He began to. She held her hair and drew it back. It was when I could see her completely. It was Di.I was shocked. I was taking work as a reason to avoid her and there I was stuck in front of her because of the same work. I cursed all gods for taking their playful revenge on me. I excused myself to the washroom to escape from it. My superior allowed me asking me to be back soon.I went to the washroom and tried to stay there for a long time. But I knew our clients would be arriving soon and I needed to go.