Date: Fri, 26 Apr 2013 12:33:53 +0200
From: Kevinnepeterson <kevinnepeterson@yahoo.com>
Subject: Reverse Psychology 2

I woke up early the following morning for my flight back to Houston left at
10am. I lay in bed thinking about how my night had turned out. It had gone
exactly how i had planne and i had been thrilled but now the thoughts
running wild in my head where making feelbrealy odd. That guy was hot and i
realy wanted him and i had a shot at getting him too but i had come off as
a slut and it would probably lead to friends with benefits. That would
sabotage all my chances of having a real relationship with him. I could now
see the possibility of having something with him blocked so that meant i
had to block him too.

That was no problem for me. I was just drunk and i didnt even take his name
and number so i could forget him easily. I got up and headed straight for
the bathroom realising how i had slept in those clothes from yesterday. I
peed and then began stripping down to my birthday suit so i could bath and
start preparation. I dropped my pants and a small card peeped from my right
pocket. I looked at it before bending down. There was no way it was mine.
Mine stayed in my suit jacket and not my pockets. I took it out. It had the
name Philip Wentworth and a number with a country code. It was not +1
neither was it from any of the countries from America. It was from the UK.
The problem was whose was it?.

It occured to me that it was from him. He had the British accent and the
name and last name were English. Well i kinda just guessed they were. The
number was frim the UK so it was him. I held the card in my hand. He wanted
me to call him. But why?. I didnt want to have anything to do with him
anymore. I was done and my mind was made. If he wanted me then he would
call. I kept telling myself that but in the back of my mind i knew the only
way to rid mu curiousity was to call and find out what he wanted. I played
with the card in my hand as i thought. Then out of nowhere i tossed it in
the toilet seat and flushed it down the drain. I wasnt calling. I was done
and i had to move on.

I pulled down my boxers and then turned on the hot shower. It was steaming
hot and my mind began to wonder off. Seeing his card had stirred some
feelings and i was now thinking of his body, his muscular frame and what i
would do to it. I would soap him and wash him and then put an extra on his
dick and rub it till he came then he would do the same to me and we would
kiss while he squeezed my ass and i did the same to his firm round butt.

I couldnt help it and my dick got hard almost instantly. I soaped it and
began rubbing it, strokingvit gently at first and increasing my pace as i
drew close to cumming. My breathing got heavier as i drew closer and my
mind got busier, flooding me with the thought of that hot body. I moaned as
i shot my cum then my breathing becane normal as i reached the low of my
orgasm. I showered then had breakfast and then changed into casual jeans
and a tshirt. I packed my belongings and called the cab. I was trying to
get rid of my thoughts as i sat waiting for the cab. I got a call when it
was downstairs and then left the room. After checking out i got into the
cab and headed for the airport.

I couldnt get over the fact that i had tossed his number down the drain
when i could have just called to say hello and hear from him. Why was i
leaving when he was still in New York?. My mind was made up and there was
no stopping me.

I woke up in my room at last but though i was relieved i couldnt help but
think about New York. It kept running wild in my thoughts and i was now
regretting my actions. I thought about him and couldnt get him out of my
mind nomatter how hard i tried. It was just impossible. It was a good thing
i was staying in. I would not go to work. The whole day i would be thinking
about where my life would take me. Was i worthy of love?. Was i supposed to
be loved and cherished or it was my destiny to be a friend with benefits
who people only called to satisfy their sexula urges?. Maybe that was my
calling and relationships were not for me.

The phone rang much to my dismay and i lazily got up to pick it.

"Alwynne." it was Robert.

"What?." l answered. Making it clear that he was disturbing me.

"Cancel your plans if you had any. A client is waiting for you at the
office and you need to come." he said.

"Aww man. Cant you tell them that im not available. Like im in Africa or
something?."

"You know the drill Dr. This is your calling and if people have problems
even at midnight you are supposed to answer." he said.

"Yeah right." l said then hung up. I went straight to the bathroom and
showered. After dressing formaly i rushed to my office.

I opened the door amd paused. Surprised by what i was seeing.

"Robert let me in. I hope you dont mind?." he said in his sexy English
accent.

"No." I said, suddenly begining to melt.

He walked towards me slowly. "I was still hoping you would call." he said.

"I didnt have your number." I lied. "I would have if i had it." I lied
again.

"You are so transparent." he said breathing in my face now and making me
high, lose all senses. "I put my card where you would see it in an
instant. You saw it and just ignored."

He laughed. There was no way i was lying. He could see through me like a
glass of sparkling water. "I thought you were a Psychologist and you should
ne good at mind games." he said mocking me in a good way.

"Well i guess thats reverse Psychology. If you are so good at mind reading
then you should know what ivwant to do next." I said realiseing i could not
resist him anymore. I would choose to be happy. Life was too short to be
miserable. I was to enjoy this. I pulled his tie and drew his lips closer
to mine. I kissed him amd he broke away. I did not let go of his tie.

"Im here on Bussiness Dr. Peterson." he said.

"Call me Alwynne. And yes we can mix bussiness with pleasure." I said
seductively then pulled him in for a kiss. His body was tense and i could
feel he wanted to shake me off. I was not about to let that happen. I had
to make him give in. I wormed my tongue into his mouth, invading it. I
found his tongue and i began to play with it.

He pushed me back, pressing my back up against the door making it shut
close. He took my hands and pinned them on the walls above my head. He was
in control now. He had decided to join me. He couldnt beat me. He began to
strip me. I wanted to enjoy his warm hands on my skin and i had to double
punch it with the sensation of him kissing my neck. My most sensitive part.

I gave my neck to his lips and he began kissing it and nibbling my ears
with his warm wet tongue. I closed my eyes and parted my lips letting out a
little moan. I began breathing with my mouth open letting out gasps. I
could feel his bare hands on my chest and abdomen and pretty soon he had me
down to my bithday suit. He lift me up and carried me, kissing my lips now.

He laid me on my desk and stopped kissing me. He went to my neck and played
there for a few seconds then went down to my chest and my abdomen sending
thrills amd chills all over my body. My dick was now hard, almost about to
explode. He looked at me and our eyes met. He held me in those piercing
blue eyes the did the unexpected.

I threw my head back and closed my eyes. I felt his lips enveloping my dick
and then the warm wetness of his mouth. He began sucking me with expertise
first few minutes with no hands tje he held my shaft and began stroking my
dick while he sucked on it like a lolipop. The feeling was intense. Each
and every time he sucked he brought me close orgasm. He cupped my balls and
began squeezing them gently while his hand and lips worked my cock. The
tingly feeling combined with the close eruption feeling was unbearable. I
could not hold it in. I had to do something. I began grinding following his
motion. I was face fucking him from down under. It was not enough. It made
the feeling worse because everytime i grounded it jus brought me close
making it intense.

I had reached that point were i didnt care if someone walked in or heard me
moaning for i began moaning wildly and calling his name softly. I reached
for his head of hair and began playing with it. Moving it in a circular
motion around my dick. He increased his pace.

"Im coming....." I said expecting him to let me wank it off. He responded
by further increasing his pace and stroking fast and hard and squeezing my
balls tighter. I erupted my volcano of semen in to his mouth and he
swallowed every drop of it milking me to the last drop. He came all the way
on top of me and kissed me, giving me a taste of my own cum. He looked at
me and i did so too. God he was so handsome. I prepared to give him a show
of his lifetime.

"Can we do bussiness now?." He asked.

"Well u aint got your pleasure yet from me." I said.

"I will take a rain check." He said. "Now be a jolly good fellow and get
into your clothes." He continued.