As I returned with the coffee, Monique was going through her briefcase, shuffling some papers. "Boy, that was quick, Dylan. Are you always this quick ...when you fulfill a task?" she asked me with a teasing tone in her voice.I had a nagging feeling that the question was a trap of some kind. There was something about the tone and intonation of her voice, but the exact nature of those nuances eluded me."Here you are," I said, handing her a cup of coffee and sat down. "You know, I've always liked the. Well there was a huge amount of oohing and ahhing over Sally when I drove up, and everyone wanted to have their picture taken with her. The warm glow of admiration spread over to me as well and we both basked in it together.There was also concern about "My Problem" with her. Everyone tried to diagnose it for me, and I was no help at all. They all complimented how nice she sounded, how easily she started up every time, and how pristine she looked. I made sure to always stand next to her so that. "Well I don’t know. Well, Amanda gets scared sometimes when there’s a thunderstorm, so she crawls in bed with me. So with a storm coming in tonight she might try and crawl in bed with you. I hope that’s ok? If you’re wondering why she’s scared of storms it’s because her father was killed by a lightning strike when she was 12. So even to this day she still doesn’t handle thunderstorms very good." Tommy wasn't sure what to say. He stood there thinking for a moment. "Well it’s ok with me. The next morning before we got out of bed he was hard again. Very hard in fact. I asked him what we were going to do with that, and he said he wanted to be brought right to the edge of cumming, and then left hard and horny so he would think about me all day. I played with his cock and balls for about 10 minutes, stopping twice so he would not cum. When I left the bed to get coffee, he was naked on his knees, legs spread wide, balls pulled up and cock pointing toward the ceiling bobbing and.