Doctor in the house

Well He said, seeing as I am taking you to work we will have time for your medication. It comes in three forms; ingested orally, pessary or suppository.

Which do you recommend doctor?

Well suppository of course. Pessaries are effective, but can be messy a little later on.

That being the case one will bow to your wisdom...

This was how one spent part of the morning having a screaming orgasm with Him buried deep in one's arse, as he delivered a little mood altering cum.

Being a hedonist He turned around afterwards and said you could call in sick... It is grey outside we could watch a little crap TV, nibble on snacks, have more sex and go to sleep.

And truth to be told the offer was very tempting. Made all the more so by Him laying there stroking one in a most persuasive manner, might one add. Thinking about it one hesitated... torn between a natural wanton streak and the knowledge that work would be swamped without the extra set of hands. He turned on the charm... as only a Scorpio bent on getting his own way can.

That was how one found oneself floating along as He performed his oral magic. Well He asked are you going to stay at home with me? Suffused in the afterglow of another orgasm... that is the excuse one is sticking to... one replied no. And pointed out that as one had cum there seemed little need to stay. As the words slid out of one's mouth the world lurched to a grinding, uncertain stop...

Honestly it was the orgasms fault...

So one went to work... while remaining uncertain when one will be orgasming again... indeed if ever  L