Hey! This jucier than the last and it's only gonna get better from here. I hope you like it! ENJOY!!
Imagine one day the tables could turn
Imagine one day the tables would turn
She leaned against the wall, silently gasping for breath. No matter how hard she tried she just couldn't get him out of her head. The image she encountered was burned into her brain... The satisfied smirk that graced his features... The soft moan that escaped his lips... The look of horror when he realized that he and his current flavor of the hour weren't alone in the dark studio. But most of all, the image of his length is what intrigued her the most.
Sure, she knew he must have been well endowed to keep the many women begging for more, but to actually see it first handed? Well now, that was something she was sure she would never forget. She had come close to catching a glimpse when she had walked in on him and his many escapades before, but before tonight it was still uncharted territory, a sight still unseen. Sometimes he had some nameless blonde bent over the sound board, or maybe pinned up against the glass looking into the sound booth, both times that gave her a nice view of his cute butt, but no, not even a quick peak at the money shot.
But the most memorable (and closest call) up to this point had just been a few weeks prior when he had some poor thing pinned under the counter that the sound board rested on. Jude assumed the he freaked when he heard someone coming, so he stuffed her under there, but that didn't keep said skank from continuing her "work", so to speak. She kept on sucking and moving (as best she could in her position at the time). Tommy tried to ignore her, focusing on Jude who had just come by to get her journal that she had left next to the sound board.
She thought it was odd that he hadn't moved since she walked in, he just sat there almost frozen with fear. It was when Jude leaned over to hug him goodbye that jig was up. When she began to lean forward he jumped, which caused his "little friend" to bump her head on the counter, rather loudly I might add. He knew he was caught. All color drained from Tommy's face for a few moments, that was at least until the girl on her knees got offended that he hadn't the nerve to see if she was even okay and bite down on him as payback. When he jerked back, cradling himself in his hands before finally putting it back in his pants, careful not to get caught in the zipper, she was then finally able to catch a sneak peak of him, but nothing like the eyeful she got tonight.
Tonight, as his eyes grew as wide as hers once he realized he had been caught in the act once again, he simply froze. As his previous actions ceased, the scrawny brunette looked up to see what was wrong. One look at his face told her something was definitely wrong and she just hoped (more like prayed) that it wasn't her. As she followed the stare of his eyes, she too froze in fear, not quite knowing what to do next. It was at that point that Jude got to see Tom Quincy in all his glory. He soon realized where her eyes were focused and quickly "put him self away", but not before a small smirk formed on her lips.
She let out a small laugh as she thought about it. She was probably one of the extremely few women (if not the only) to have seen Tom Quincy's rock hard penis and not fucked him. Granted, the thought had crossed her mind, numerous times in fact, but there was always something stopping them. Right now, it was Darius' new receptionist who was on her knees on the other side of the door.
She still didn't know why she hadn't taken him up on his many offers in the past, no matter how jokingly they had been presented at the time. She knew he would have jumped at the chance had she said yes. Oh wait, she knew why... She was doing what was expected of her. What her family expected of her... What her fans expected of her. She was waiting until marriage. She, unlike many, many others in the business, was a good girl.
But what if she wasn't?