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(Her Secret Fantasy, continued by Ho...)

You take some time to organize your thoughts before answering her. “Hearing you describe me and how I’ve treated you as a girlfriend over the past few years makes me understand why you want to fuck your boss. I guess I’m okay with it. I really want to stay with you.”

Rachel literally leaps up from her spot on the bed and straddles you, “Oh thank you, thank you, thank you! You won’t regret this. I think I will be much happier and we will get a lot of benefits from this!”

“How do you know your boss will be into this with you?” you ask her out of curiosity.

He always sits as close to me as possible without being inappropriate, lingers when we have supervision, will make a point to give me hugs when he sees me in the morning and when I leave, and he tries hard not to get caught, but I know he tries to look down my shirt, stares at my boobs, or my ass every chance he gets. I always enjoy his attention so never discouraged the build-up of sexual tension between us. I know it will only take a small act from me to release his pent up energy and I know just the thing…“

You smile up at her as her hips are gyrating on your small cock, trying to coax it back to life. “I have just one question…” you say.

Your girlfriend looks down at you with a bemused look on her face.

“What kind of birth control will you be using?” you ask her, and instantly know it is the wrong question.

“Ross, what part of risky sex with my boss did you not understand? There will be no birth control of any kind. I get off on the chance of something happening out of my control and for me to put in birth control would be kinda working against myself don’t you agree?” Rachel asks with a not-so-happy face.

Feeling small and insignificant you nod your head in agreement. “Yeah. I hear what you’re saying… no birth control of any kind, and he can do anything to you he wants, when he wants.”

You feel a gush of her juices leak out of her and onto your still-deflated cock. No matter what she does, you can’t possibly get it up for at least a few more hours. Knowing this, Rachel lifts herself off you and goes into the bathroom to get ready for bed.

The next morning, you and your girlfriend are leaving for work. It is a beautiful, warm spring day and Rachel is wearing a white, gauzy sun dress that you can see through when the sun shines behind her. Even when the sun is not shining, you can see the circular outline of her dark areola. She never wears bras because her naturally perky boobs are teardrops of milky white perfection, topped with incredibly hard and sensitive nipples. What is stirring your cock to life is that you can see she is actually not wearing any underwear either. You are surprised to feel your cock stirring in your pants.

You give her a hug and, in a show of support, you grab her hand and place it on your now rock-hard cock. “I hope your day fills you with excitement and anything else you have been wishing for!”

“Thanks, Ross. I’ll let you know how full-filled I get at work today when we get back home,” Rachel says with a big grin and a wink. She gets into her car and drives off.