Secret Fantasy - Glove Fetish steemit exclusive part 5
Chris was stunned. He looked at the door as though he could make time turn back and the outcome of the date to change just by staring at it. No shag? He thought. That had never happened before, well not since he was 17 at any rate.
His hard-on just would not go away and made it difficult to concentrate on driving. It was still pounding when he got home, but he couldn’t work out how she knew!
When he got in, he went straight up to bed. His parents were probably asleep and they didn’t usually expect him home after a night out. He knew it hurt to piss when you have a hard-on, but the discomfort helped in the fact that it went down enough to complete urinating.
As he lay in bed running the whole evening over in his mind from when he had seen her at the front door to escorting her back to it, he tried to work out what had gone wrong – or indeed if anything had gone wrong – she had arranged a second date hadn’t she, so he hadn’t done anything wrong. Confused and bewildered, he couldn’t sleep and his hard-on was back.
Chris began stroking the length of his cock gently, then gripped it in his right hand and rubbed its length with determination. Then he stopped. He suddenly remembered her last words to him, “I’ll see you again on Wednesday, Chris. And no wanking.” Did she mean it?
He decided he couldn’t chance a mistake, so he let go of his cock and tried to sleep, but we all know the difference between Light and Hard, don’t we? You can sleep with a light on.
Monday came and went; he went to work, and then stayed in, watching TV with his mum. By bedtime though, his hard-on was back and he had more difficulty getting to sleep than the previous night.
Tuesday came and dragged by, one mate after another phoned to ask where he’d been the previous night and why he wasn’t going to the pub tonight either. He went in the bath to relax himself before bed, but ended up taking a cold shower in sheer desperation, the hard-on stayed where it was.
Wednesday arrived; his mum brought him a cup of tea in bed, along with his cards and a few presents, he was glad he had a quilt on the bed because he was sure she would have seen the permanent hard-on through sheets and blankets. He went to work and rushed home in order to bathe and get ready for his date.