Tales of Trudy

Ares watched Magda as she sipped her coffee before slathering jam on her biscuits. The woman could eat and despite her thin frame, she packed the food he made her away as if she’d not eaten in weeks. He found it a turn on. She licked the jam off her fingers and he inwardly groaned. He had seen her shifting in her seat more than once this morning and knew she was tender. He was trying to let her recover somewhat for their time together the night before but every movement she made had his dick hard under the table. He needed neutral, non sexy conversation.

“I think maybe it’s time I tell you what happened with Trudy.” If anything was going to make his cock shrivel up and die it was the blonde woman of his nightmares.

She looked up at him in surprise and then nodded. “I would like to know what we are dealing with.”

Her words made him pause, “we?”

“Pretty certain she saw my naked body and asked to join us.