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“What was that?” I asked, as I broke away from his throbbing member and smiled back up at him.


I said, do you like my cock..?” he asked as he ran his fingers through my tied back blonde hair, before carefully clutching for the small bobble, and freeing it of the band that had been constricting into a functional ponytail.


It’s okay, quite big…” I replied, not wanting to stroke his young ego too much.


Well I’m a big boy…” he retorted confidently as he made himself twitch powerfully for effect. I smiled back at him, as I gently stroked the length of him, but I just wished that he hadn’t made that comment, as it made him seem slightly arrogant, even after such a lovely day…

I continued to look up at him, carefully holding his eye-contact, as he lay flat on my bed, but as I did so, I steadily increased the pace of my wanking motion, as well as the pressure of my grip on his prized possession.

“Careful,” he called down to me, before adding “you don't want me to peak too soon do you?”

I knew exactly what he was referring too, and that was the fact that if I yet again, inadvertently made him ejaculate with my controlling touch, then he would have surely lost the chance to have penetrative sex with me tonight. I felt quite spiteful as I thrust up wrist and down, but this slightly arrogant young man needed to be taught a few lessons, and one of those was not to self-congratulate his own cock...

“Careful...” he again called down to me, repeating his plea, but clearly in no position to stop me, as I continued to wank him at break-neck speed. Any fight that he had left in him, to push me away and attempt to
charm me
into now sleeping with him, was all but diminished – as he was now under my total control – and merely a passenger, and there could only be one outcome to this furiously intense hand motion that was going on just under my chin.

In one last attempt to fight back the pleasurable feeling of his cock being hypnotised, he looked down, and I think that he then saw the gentle swaying of my pert breasts – as they reverberated, caused my by forearm motioning up and down at an every increasing rate. This sight, the sight of my bare breasts wobbling for him, was to be the moment when he was sent helplessly over the edge.

“Oh Christ..! He called out, as I looked down to see a large strand of pure white semen shoot helplessly from his overly-proud penis, like a Las Vegas fountain.


Fuck!” he cried, as his orgasm began to render him even more helpless, and as a second and third strand of potent semen spurted from his loins before landing directly on his ribcage, below his overly slim and hairless chest.

I looked down at his wilting member, taking in it's impressive size, as it began to fade, just slightly. Then a surprising, but weaker spurt flowed from his
bell-end
, and cascaded down his tip, and towards my controlling left hand, coating my slender fingers in an instant. I watched his semen trickle down through my fingers, as I thought to myself '
If only he hadn't been so cocky, with that arrogant comment, then I might just have let him have penetrative sex with me'
. My musings were interrupted though, as a far more sobering thought rapidly entered my mind, and that was brought on by the sight of my beautiful diamond engagement ring being richly coated in his filthy, and no doubt virile,
man seed
. It was an incredibly sobering vision, seeing the ring that I had cherished for so long, now being coated in another man’s semen. It served as a stark reminder that I still loved John and that I yearned for him to return to me every single day. I was just thankful that this evening didn't go in the direction that Jamie had clearly wanted it to, as that would have meant that I would have been forced to give up all hope of a reconciliation.

***

In some ways, I was hugely thankful for the one arrogant comment that had somehow changed the course of this whole evening, not only because I had just been reminded of my love for my ex fiancée, but because by not agreeing to go all the way with Jamie, as I may well have done before he opened his mouth so brashly, he may have inadvertently saved me. Saved me from starting yet another relationship where everything just isn’t quite right. I truly believe that there are moments in every girls mind, when we first meet someone, moments where the warning bells are clearly sounded, but sadly most of us simply choose to ignore them, and allow themselves to be blinded by the positives, and just
jump straight in
regardless of doubt. By sleeping with Jamie, I would have no doubt again been
jumping straight in
, starting a new relationship, straight after my last. More sobering though, was the stark realisation that this guy, just 24 hours ago, was viewed as one of Holly's younger brothers chavvy mates. This was clearly
all wrong
, and I was just thankful for the rare opportunity to step back from the brink of another relationship disaster, and to be able to simply walk away.


What was that all about?” he asked with more than a sense of slight shock in the tone of his voice.

I duly released my stained hand from the sticky mess that was once his proudly erect member, and climbed up from the bed. He looked up at my, quite obviously still awaiting his explanation, whilst taking my chest in, at a distance - for the first time, clearly admiring the full shape of my bare breasts, as I stood at the end of the bed in just my knickers.

Eventually, I said “I think you'd better go home now...”


But what about me staying over, and what about us having sex?”


Nobody promised you sex tonight Jamie, remember?” I curtly replied.


But you did invite me to stay over...” he smirked back.


That I did, yes.”


Well the night needn’t be ruined, I'll be ready again in 15 minutes or so?” he pleaded, as I searched the room for his strewn out and previously discarded clothes.


I have absolutely no doubt of that,” I smiled as I passed him his clothes, before adding but this
old girl
really needs her
beauty sleep
before getting up early for work tomorrow..!”

He paused, obviously sensing that he was fighting a losing battle, before countering with “But if you let me stay over, I promise that I won't be any trouble?”

I threw on my cream towelling dressing gown, and tied the cord tightly to remove my breasts from his greedy gaze, before replying with “Look, I've had a really lovely day with you, but let's not ruin that by falling out over whether or not I'm going to go all the way with you, yeah?”

Defeated, be began to dress, but then asked “But you'll meet me again, yeah?”

“We'll see...”


We'll see,” he barked, “What the fuck's that supposed to mean?”


It means
we'll see
, as I've just broken up with someone, so to jump into bed with you would be a bit rash don't you think?” I sternly replied, fixing his gaze, as if to further state my point.


But haven't we already just been in bed together, naked?”


Yes we have, but we really need to slow all of this down...”


So that's '
it'
then is it?”


Not at all, just give me some time and space – and as I said,
we'll see
...” I concluded, with a softer and warmer response.


Okay, okay...” he eventually agreed, as I walked him towards the front door.


I'll text you in the week then?” he asked as he planted a solitary kiss on my cheek.


Not if I text you first!” I giggled back a little too flirtatiously, before opening the door with a smile and eventually managing to usher him outside and into the cold night air.

With my flat once again becoming my own personal space, I walked to the bathroom and pumped out an over-generous dollop of hand wash into my palms and began to clean them of his dried semen, taking special care to wash my beautiful engagement ring. I knew in my heart that I really shouldn't be turning up for work tomorrow, still wearing that ring, but I just didn't have the strength yet – emotionally to begin to explain to all to the other staff, just where it all went
so wrong
. I would tell the world, but not right now, as I needed to concentrate on myself right now, to get myself stronger – before I would begin to share my woes.

My bed never felt so comfortable, now that I was finally all alone and not having to share it with an overly sexed young guy, and for the first time in weeks, I effortlessly drifted off into a deep and peaceful sleep.

Chapter 5 – We Need to Talk

It was 3:45pm, and for a few peaceful moments, I simply stared at the computer screen, before a voice said “Samantha, are you still with us?”

I looked up from my screen, and saw Brian crouched over my over-sized desk, with his thick hands pressed onto the wood veneer. Brian was my branch's new Assistant Manager, and unfortunately for me, he had only been at my branch for a month or so, and only knew me as Samantha – his
lowest rated
personal banker.


Mrs Hopkins is still waiting to see you Samantha, do you want to call her over when you've finished whatever it is that you're doing, and then afterwards, maybe you could pop into my office for a chat?” he asked in his over-enthusiastic, but rhetorical tone.


Yes, of course Brian.” I replied in my clearly false, and insincere manner, as I smiled back at him, adjusted my black rimmed office glasses and stood up, straightening my skirt, before stepping out from my desk, to walk over to collect Mrs Hopkins. I knew her far too well, as she was the middle-aged lady that no one wanted to have to deal with, and as I walked across the banking hall to collect her, I wandered what her problem would be today. She clearly had an online gambling problem, and would usually claim that someone had fraudulently broken into her account and been gambling with the use of her personal security details. Little did she know though, that I was in no mood for her imaginative tales on this mundane Thursday afternoon.

And you say that large amounts of cash are being withdrawn from the ATM?” I asked, after patiently listening to her rabble on for a good ten minutes.

“Yes, £20, or sometimes £30 at a time...” she replied.


And that this happens whilst your asleep?” I asked politely, for confirmation.


Yes, as I said Miss Davies, I think that someone is coming into my kitchen, in the middle of the night and taking my card, then withdrawing my money, stealing from me.”

I paused for thought, having heard quite enough already, before saying “Well why don't I see if I can give you a new home insurance quote?”

“What, I'm not here for a home insurance quote, I just want to know where my money is going?” she barked, a little too loudly.


But if we increase your home insurance, and then they also attempt to steal some of your possessions, at least you'd be covered?” I explained.


But I've only got a cat?”

Trying to keep a straight face, as one of my colleagues looked on, I asked “Well how about a pet insurance quote then?”

It was a good half an hour before she finally gave in, and left the branch – without  succeeding in her aim of having her account re-credited, or her overdraft increased. I looked across at the new girl - Louise, who had joined the bank just last week, to work on the counter, and said “Bloody time waster!”

Louise laughed, and said “I've brought you over some fresh
sales leads
, so hopefully these will be more successful for you.”


Thanks hun!” I replied, whilst already opening my draw to retrieve my phone for a sneaky glimpse at my messages. I unlocked it and looked at the screen to see that Jamie had once again sent me a message, saying “
Hey lover, I hope you're having a good day, text me back and let me know if you wanna get up to anything later? X x x

It was the third message in as many days, and yet again – I wasn't planning on sending him a reply, as I continued to hope that his attempts to coheres me into seeing him again would soon tail off, with him
finally getting the message
.


Are you ready then Samantha?” came Brian's booming voice from the door of his glass fronted office, before he sarcastically added “Or are you still busy with your phone?”

I sat in-front of Brian, at his desk, preparing myself to no doubt feel like a
scolded schoolgirl
, and so, in an effort to attempt to derail him, I nonchalantly removed my hair bobble and ran my fingers through my blonde hair, releasing it from it's tight confines, as if to show him that mentally, I was nearly at the end of my working day. I did have a point, as it was 4.25pm, and the branch would be closed in a few minutes, although my day was far from over. My efforts seemed to have no effect on this balding, over-weight middle-aged man, as despite me sat before him, in my glasses with my newly dishevelled locks on display, he began his
pep talk
in vain.

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