Before I got into porn, I had been dating this guy. When we first started dating he was very intrigued by the fact I had a dick. Over the course of two months, the two of us were growing closer and we were spending a lot more time together. I always got the feeling he was holding something back from me, but I figured it was early in the relationship and I needed to give him time to trust me. One thing I did notice was he always insisted I wear the prettiest satin and lace lingerie I had every time the two of us had sex. Well even if he wasn’t quite ready to trust me, I was willing to trust him. I often worked late in the office at the last minute, so I gave him a key to my place so he could let himself in.
One day I was in a rush to get to an early meeting, so I didn’t have time to pack my lunch. At lunchtime, I went home to grab a bite. When I got there, I found the deadbolt wasn’t locked even though I could swear I remembered locking it. As I opened the door, I heard a noise from back in my bedroom. In grabbed a baseball bat from the hall closet and went back to investigate. “Who’s there?” I called out.
I heard my boyfriend answer back from the other side of the door, “It’s just me hon… give me a second?” I was mad. What the hell was he doing in my apartment in the middle of the afternoon? I was in no mood for waiting so I threw the bedroom door open. I was shocked by what I saw.
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