Chapter 39

• Henry tried to open his eyes but with the way his head was pounding, it seemed like an impossible task. What day was it and why did he have such a raging hango...... Marjorie. Even as he thought of her name, he knew what he should be feeling was anger, not excitement. She'd gotten him drunk and like the stupid fool he was, he'd let her. She looked too beautiful to resist in that sexy black number she'd worn. He hadn't stopped staring at her cleavage all night, thinking what it would be like Fuck her tits then come all over her face. Great now he had a hangover and a hard on early in.....
• "Well hello there. For a second there I thought you couldn't work" Henry shot his eyes open to find himself naked and Marjorie staring at his morning erection. He didn't know whether to be creeped out or more excited. But judging by the way he felt himself harden, the decision was out of his hands. He heard Marjorie gasp and sat up on his elbows.
• "What are you doing?" he asked. Her face was literally at his groin. He was sure that if she happened to lick her lips, her tongue would make contact with him first before her lips.