The Jock's Secret Crush

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out the movie for some reason.

wrong w

said something

e'd even chosen that movie because I wasn't paying at

mad at me

sked, "you're my employer. Employees don

aughter y

ame thing."

him, changing the subject. I was eating the mac

e, "I don't like watching sappy shi

. I didn't do creepy clowns, se

I nodded, "s

he could have picked,

. This was no fun. I didn't want to watch a couple of kids getting spoo

s straddle his lap, an

culous. I yawned, and then quickly shut my mouth when I realized who was sitting beside me. Stretching m

his ass was lit on fire. "Coul

nt, taken aback by the tone i

t what you're wearing?" H

ight

eyes to notice that! As

why are you being rude

house? The newspaper guy? The guy who

person who comes in every twice a week to c

is is how you greet him? In that flimsy

wide open. He did not just sa

lawn mowing person is a fifty-year-old man. Joe

ldn't look at you the wrong way if you'

leaves. Besides, I've always dressed like this for

rother, Emily,

cene on the Conjuring movie blared on the screen. The woman on the chair spe

mote control and s

are you

h, "Nevermind. Go

ght that Seth was going to stay in the house, (technically outside

had totally done it knowing it would affect him. I wanted a positi

ot as Sweet-Potato Emily but as

too far. I should stop watching dumb romantic movies. Seducing wasn't so

window as he walked

e ghouls and ghosts in the dark, hovering above

nd his stupid

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a bit but nothing helped. Emily's nightgown kept haunting

ous body that she u

ever thought about like this at night, surely that meant I'd gone way

tare at her while all I wanted to do was b

reathin

uc

and began working on it. It was already wet with pre-cum which was a c

it was her hands doing it. I thought of her lar

read my legs wide, and couldn't care less about the cover that fell off my body. I ti

, yes,

ter. The Emily of my imagination sat atop me and took my entire leng

t...take me de

rd. I increased the speed

was breathing hard, gri

m spurted onto my stomach and it took me

illusion version of Emily had satisfied me in ways that it didn

tentment when I

by lust that I hadn't hea

er eyes never blinking with her hand on the door handle. Her

ched my e