The Artist Ch.2By Jax_Teller©2016From Chapter 1As I put my feet on the floor I looked for my clothes and then I saw them folded neatly on the chair. I went over to pick the pants up and noticed a note. Sheila had written her number on the note and said thank you for a wonderful
AUTHOR’S NOTE: This is the continuation of the story, which I previously deleted. If you didn’t like the first six parts of this series, you really won’t like this one or the ones to follow, and I suggest that you skip them.**********Sixteen days. That’s how long Ellen kept my cock locked up the first time.
Kelly was right about her boss, I was on the floor of his office fucking and sucking every man in her office. Almost all of them called me Kelly. And I told every man fucking me to let me know when he was going to cum. I wanted to make it real good for him
The redeye flight back east went without a hitch, and I slept for three hours. The plane landed in a pouring rain. I thought of taking an Uber home, but I got a call from Mom saying she was on her way to pick me up.Five minutes later, her car parked near the baggage area.