"Let's see if the new boy can last any longer than the others...?"
"Looks like he's struggling already..."
"Ah! Look... Wet spot!"
"Ha ha... works every time!"
"Enjoy the rest of the day, newbie!"
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"Let's see if the new boy can last any longer than the others...?"
"Looks like he's struggling already..."
"Ah! Look... Wet spot!"
"Ha ha... works every time!"
"Enjoy the rest of the day, newbie!"
"Now... I appreciate all the women on your team have left now, Dave... but SLT say we can't replace leavers right now... and I'm still gonna need that baby for Monday morning..."
"Honestly, boys... you can try to hide your boners and those wet spots under your desks, but... I still know what's happened. Might as well just stand up and show me."
Nothing says "Out of your league" quite like cumming in your pants.
undiagnosed autistic people will be like "I don't get upset when my routine changes though!!" and it's because they've built a set of if-then loops in their head to pick from one of 6 different strict routines and they do get incredibly upset when they're unable to keep to any of the 6 scripts. I'm john normal
This is called a fault tree. You will always know how to act if your fault tree captures all possible scenarios. In NASA Mission Control during mission critical events like landings there are huge binders with fault tree protocols, kind of like choose your own adventure books except you’re not the one making the choices, the universe is making them for you and you’re just trying to keep up.
The engineers who develop fault trees, I am told, often imagine new ways for their precious spacecraft to die (new branches on the fault trees) either while in the shower or lying awake at 3am, because human
Was just thinking about this the other day. Yeah I have a favorite seat on the bus (middle of the bus, near the back doors, slightly elevated, facing forward), but I don’t get upset if someone is already sitting there, I just pick one of my other favorite spots. Then I realized that most people probably don’t have a favorite bus seat, let alone a series of backup favorites.
I'm wearing the fuck out of these socks.
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"Oooohhhh…Goodness! That's even more than last time… He he… you know… not a lot of boys're brave enough to ask me out a second time… Not when the first date ends with me sending them back home to mommy, with a big wad of cum in their pants. I'm actually a little impressed at your persistence. Admire your spunk… if you will…"
"God… there's so much of it. Mmm… and it smells so good. Be a shame for it to all go to waste. Oh… you can leave the tissues this time. I'm thinking there's a better way to get you cleaned up…"
"Oh… please… don't let me interrupt you. Where were we… I think… you were talking about all the things you were going to do to me… before you shot a load in your pants and… well… you seemed to lose your train of thought after that. Maybe you thought I was going to say something…? No… I was just gonna point at the box of tissues besides you. 'Case you wanted to try clean yourself up a little, before I send you home to mommy."
I giggled too much at this
"Oh... no... Mrs Goldman... you don't need to worry about your husband having an affair with me! I mean... not that he wouldn't want to, but... well... I can hardly bend over to put a coffee on this desk without him squirting a load in his briefs."
"Ugh... I should've known." Valarie rolled her eyes and scoffed. "He can't manage to get it out of his pants for me either!"
"Ha! I figured as much..." Jessica smirked. "But, I guess that was part of the appeal for you?"
"True..." Valarie nodded. "A lot of trophy wives have to actually fuck their husbands, so I've got a good thing going. It was just... one of the girls in accounting described you to me... then told me how much you were making... I thought..."
"Oh... naturally. But that's just so I don't tell about his habit of... selling off all his stock, long before the market's peaked. I'm sure a couple of the girls have noticed he keeps changing his pants throughout the day but... they don't know, know... just, suspect. And as long as the money's good... I can keep a secret. Hate to ruin a man's reputation... very bad for business..."
"Hmm..." Valarie tapped her lips, "reputation is very important in any business. Maybe it's better for both of us, if everyone else just assumes he's banging his secretary, rather than knowing you spend half you time bringing him new pants, and the other half going to the dry cleaners!"
The pair of them laughed.
Jessica's eyes narrowed. "You know... it seems that neither of us is fucking your husband, so... I'm guessing we could both do with a little relief from time to time..." she smiled coyly.
"Oh..." Valarie gasped. "Um... yes... well... we all have our needs..."
"And... if we're going to pretend that... there's some sort of extra-marital affair... wouldn't it be easier to keep our stories straight if... it's closer to the truth..." Jessica uncrossed her legs, and turned towards Valarie.
"Ahem... well... I hadn't thought of it that way..." she blushed. "But... while I might not've had as much success as my husband has... I can still see you're presenting... a very beneficial opportunity"
Testing a new mirror trick
"One of the most important aspects of being a good girl, is taking the time to help reform bad boys. I see them staring at me, tongues hanging out, drooling with lust. These boys just don't know now to behave themselves around girls. Just shooting loads in their pants, all willy-nilly like that. Unacceptable!"
"Well... I'll make sure that tongue gets put to much better use. Come here, you naughty boy, you. The only apology I'm going to accept, is licking me until I'm satisfied."
"Oh... and the panties are staying on, by the way! Bad boys don't get to taste my pussy, only good boys get that privilege. Now... if you can make me cum... before you give your pants another coating, then maybe... ha ha... well... actually... let's not get ahead of ourselves. I've dealt with enough bad boys in my time to know... the first load you blow in your pants...? It's never the last!"
basketball dracula isn't real dude he can't-- *sudden squeaking noises from the shadows*
*two pool toys having sex tumble by in the wind* oh thank god
*thunderous slam dunk noise*
Set in both the Teen Wolf (1985) and Air Bud (1997) universe.