Top Blog: WHITE PUSSY BLACK COCKS have to go to work. I'm going to shower and dress and have a quick breakfast. You can stay here or go home or whatever. But come back this evening. We need to talk. To decide what we're going to do. O.K?"
He smiles at me, sits up slightly and kisses me, one of his hands caressing my breast. "I really do have to go," I say as I climb off him, dripping on him as I move. His fingers pull on my nipple as I pull back from him.
In a daze I go through my standard routine, washing, dressing, eating, driving away in my car. Most of the day I think about Jim and us and try and figure out what will be best. One thing I know for sure. It isn't up to me to decide, it has to be both of us. It has to be to his benefit as well as mine. I wonder, briefly, if all he wants is a one night stand and I'll never see him again. I wonder how in the world I can possibly live with a kid lover, what my friends and relatives and coworkers might think. And my tendency is to say, Fuck'em, it's my life and I'll do what I want. Well, what Jim and I want. I know that I definitely want more sex from him and that overpowers everything else.
