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By Geoff Lynch
SMASHWORDS EDITION | COPY RIGHT 2015 Geoff Lync h
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Dr. Meyer watc hed as his young m edical assistant bobbed her head up and down
around his cock on the passenger seat of her car. It was dark, after work and the two had
pulled over again for a late evening blow job far from the prying eyes of anyone from town.
She was half his age, worked in his office and was the best sex heâ€™d had in a long time. She
always swallowed and that made him feel like some sort of king. If a girl would take his blow
all the way down, it was bec ause she looked up to him , he was in control.
As she moved up and down he felt the orgasm start to swell, he told her he was
getting ready to blow and she prepared, waiting for his hot cum to shoot. With a c ountdown,
he let her know he was com ing, then blew his wad as his cock throbbed in her mouth. Once
he was done, she swallowed, leaned bac k in her c hair and turned away for a moment as if
she was looking for something. A s econd later she produc ed her cell and pressed a few
buttons. He was curious as to what she was doing.
â€œWho are you texting?â€ Dr. Meyer asked.
â€œA friend,â€ Jackie replied.
â€œWhatâ€™s so important you have to text right now?â€ Dr. Meyer asked, he was a bit
nervous at Jackieâ€™s timing. Then he noticed the cab of her SUV light up as a car pulled up
from behind with its lights on. Once the car stopped behind them, the lights went off and the
â€œWhatâ€™s going on?â€ Dr. Meyer asked.
Before Jackie could answer, the back door opened and a dark figure of a man got
inside and shut the door. â€œHowâ€™s it going doc?â€ the man asked.
â€œWho the fuck are you?â€ Dr. Meyer asked.
â€œIâ€™m Tom, Iâ€™m Jackieâ€™s husband, I already know who you are.â€
Shoc ked, Dr. Meyer pulled up his pants, zipped and buttoned them closed. He spun
around to see the man sitting behind Jackie but it was too dark to make out his features.