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Ah, the circle of gym life. Despite the changes in my expected plans, I still anticipated Thanksgiving Day. Chris would be back. I'd have my favorite meal.
I stood there buck naked in my kitchen and screamed my head off with my hands fisted at my sides, my feet stomping. At some point, I realized Chris was standing by the island with me, also without a stitch of clothing on. He didn't say anything. He didn't try to calm me.
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Kind of makes me glad I don't have a lot of money to spend. " I just nodded and continued following him to the office where we were supposed to check in. Twenty minutes later, I was handing out my first survey after several rejections. We had been stationed in front of one of those preppy stores. Just like where I'd seen Chris last year.
"I appreciate your apology. Paying me back. It's been a longtime coming, and I do think it was heartfelt. Even though you are only doing it to make peace with Jolie so she'll marry you. " Jolie squealed.
It's paid off, runs well, and the insurance is dirt cheap, so I can't complain. " I giggled at that. I thought my used car was near the end of its life. His appeared to be in worse shape. We sure made a pair.
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But they never left my mouth because his lips descended on mine. His left hand played with my hair while his right lightly stroked my pussy through my jeans.
His tongue echoed the motions above. It was agonizing.
When I started to turn away, he sighed and added, "I need to say something first, Holly. " My gaze slowly returned to him. I couldn't remember when he'd ever called me by my name. spoken to me directly.
We hadn't done much talking that night in the hotel, and I'd made myself scarce this past year when they were in the apartment.
Jaw clenched and eyes bright, he swallowed hard three times, his Adam's apple bouncing like a buoy on the water. His fingers twisted tighter in my hair. He even seemed to scoot down further, moving toward me.
I grinned before going back to flick my tongue at the tip of his cock a couple of times.