She’s just a regular girl, but then she…January 29, 2008
She says, “what am I supposed to do with that?” as she start smacking it against my chest as I am laying beside her in bed on Thursday night. “It should be locked up”.
She has her period and when she can’t get any, figures I should be in the same boat.
“I don’t think it’s going to fit into chastity now,” I say as I have already started to grow and harden from her lecherous fondling and abusive dialog. In ordinary every day life she’s pretty much a regular kind of gal. This night, however, she’s holding my penis and saying, “Look at that. This is why I look for other men to fuck me.”
She holds my penis dainty using only her thumb and forefinger like it’s a fine china cup at high tea and starts to stroke me. “I guess I’ll have to look after you. Your lucky I am even doing this,” and I know that I am. “I know you want to fuck me but it’s not for you.” And I think I came in about 3 minutes with her saying, “See what I mean?”
I know she loves me.
By morning I was in chastity. It was a pretty normal day at work but then came the evening. We went out for Dinner with a girl friend of ours to a very posh place. When I signed the bill she took it and put her name and phone number on the back for our waiter.
Otherwise, a regular sweet girl.