Betrayed Chapter 1

"Hi again, Sugar," she purred. "Welcome b..."

I cut her off with a straight arm to her chest. My momentum carried her backwards, across the tiny studio apartment. To her credit, she kept her balance beautifully in those skyscraper stilts, right up to the moment she fell backwards onto the bed. I was on her in a flash, then had her cock in my mouth a moment later. I teased, tormented, tortured her with my lips and tongue for over an hour, bringing her to the edge, then backing off, only to bring her close again. Finally, I allowed her to shoot her load down my throat. By that time, she was screaming, thrashing wildly, and pummeling my shoulders with her fists. It was something like ten minutes before she was able to take a deep breath and speak.

"Well," she exclaimed, staring at the ceiling. "So much for idle chit-chat. Does this mean all is forgiven?"

"Do you have plans for the rest of the weekend?" I countered.

"I guess I do now," she chirped. "I was going to work. A girl's gotta pay rent, you know."

"Don't worry about that," I returned. "I'm good for it."

"Are you sure that's what you want?" she asked cautiously.

"Let's work on it and see what happens," I replied.

She raised one eyebrow in that manner I found so attractive. Then, she began massaging my engorged, aching cock.

"Work on it, huh?" she teased. "Oh yeah, Honey; I'll 'work on it'. Tit for tat – so to speak."