juices.”
She looked slightly horrified. “That’s…really gross,” she said.
“Yeah, I know. And that’s the point. You aren’t really going to do that but making him think that you did will teach him a lesson.”
She seemed to take this in, and nodded.
We enjoyed a pleasant dinner together, and then I told her that I needed to go back to my room to get ready for my flight out the next day.
Early that morning, about 2:00am, I got a text message from Rachelle. “OMG, Jake, thank u soooooo much!” it said. She had tried my plan and it worked like a charm. He admitted to having cheated on her dozens of times and they broke up. She was sad, but relieved overall. She thanked me again and told me to stay in touch. “If u ever need anything or just want to talk, please let me know!” she said. “Can I give you a hug, before you leave?”
“Sure, I’m packed and just waiting for my cab, it arrives at 4:00am, so I have some time to kill. I’ll be up to your room in a few minutes.”
I arrived to her room, and knocked on the door. She immediately jumped out of the room, pulled me inside and gave me the biggest hug. Felt amazing. I held her tight, feeling the pain that she had just gone through. Almost immediately, she went to her knees, and unbuttoned my ripped jeans.
“Commando, mmmmmm. I need to taste you, Jake, I want to taste your juices. Please fuck my face, I want to take your full load inside my mouth.”
I grabbed her hair, and slowly guided her, having her stroke me up and down my shaft, feeling her throat, and cheeks, alternating the speed, thrust, and position.
“I don’t cum easy babe, so let me do this for you, I don’t have a ton of time,” I told her. I hit her mouth with the perfect spot of my cock, the only spot that makes me cum. Pulling her head backwards, and fucking her sexy mouth deep, I was starting to get larger and thicker, and I watched as her eyes teared a bit, anxious with excitement. I exploded hard, viciously inside her mouth deep, all the juices poured down her throat. She anxiously continued to suck every drop from my cock.
“Rachelle, you are amazing,” I sighed.
She kept sucking, but more slowly this time, taking every drop, and finished. “Jake, I will always be indebted to you, and YOU can fuck me ANYTIME. Just text me when you are in town or in LA.”
I nodded, kissed her and left. She really felt indebted and was serious about remaining friends forever.
“I can see why!” Kelli commented. “You stood up for her and helped her get out of an unhealthy relationship. That counts for a lot, you know.” Again, she couldn’t help but think of her own terrible marriage to Paul. If only she could break free, too. She stole a glance at Jake and wondered if he would ever be able to help her like he had helped Rachelle.
Jake smiled at her. “Crazy weekend, huh?” he chuckled. “I’m not going to pretend that they are all this eventful, but this one was pretty hectic. But I’m here now, with you.”
He paused for a second, then continued, “I see that you are wearing what I asked you to wear. Good. Why don’t you stand up and turn around so I can see it?”
As if under the influence of a drug, Kelli slowly rose, obediently and wordlessly, and turned in a slow circle. When she returned to her original position, she saw that Jake’s eyes were smoldering appreciatively. She could hardly look away from him. She remained standing, until he spoke again.
He set his folded tie on the table next to his chair and continued. “You may sit down now, Kelli. Now, what were you saying?”
She sat, caught her breath and began again, struggling to keep what she hoped was a professional tone. “So, um, this is our first session, so, uh, you’ve filled me in on your weekend. Now, why don’t you…why don’t you tell me about what happened in your marriage? How did things start to go