I didn’t make it easy on her. Twice, when she curled up with her back to me, I got hard and fucked her. The second time, my third orgasm of the night, I chose to fuck her arse as well, holding her hand in her mouth as she bit down on her knuckles.When morning came, and there was daylight flooding in through the ill fitting curtains, she seemed shocked by all that had gone on before. I was confused by it too. So much sex, and she’d come repeatedly, but her face was stained with tears and she didn’t want to look me in the eye. The plump one, who seemed happy with her night, wrapped herself in Dai’s combat jacket and headed for the shower after asking where the towels were. (In the airing cupboard next to the bathroom). The more Karen sulked, the more aroused I got again. And she didn’t struggle when I brought the head of my cock back to her arse. She flinched as I penetrated her, but there was no struggling. Dai was watching our bodies moving under the duvet, and Karen buried her head. I was wearing my thin brown hair in a pony tail that day as it had been very humid recently. My blouse was clinging to me already, a bead of sweat was working its way down my cleavage and I could feel that familiar discomfort underneath my skirt as my thighs rubbed together. I didn’t feel particularly attractive in that instant but he just stared at me and ever so slowly the warmest smile emerged across his kindly face. It was as if he knew just what I was thinking, as if he was reassuring me that there was nothing to be afraid of. Perhaps this was just me. After all, it was his first day. But he was so calm and collected. Without irony I was genuinely lost for words in his presence. I mouthed that I was going back upstairs and if he needed any help, just to let me know. I felt flustered and foolish as I signed goodbye. He remained smiling and signed thank you before turning round to get to work. Our tea breaks weren’t coordinated and I felt a pang of regret as I saw him walk past me.
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