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You held your breath as Ana lined up the club. You knew if you said a word that Ana wouldn’t be happy. Her eyes were fixed upon her target. Slowly, confidently, she swung the club back and you braced for impact. You watched, defeated, as she swung the club into the golf ball, which rolled slowly into the 18th hole. “Yes!!” Ana yelled, “that makes it 44 shots to me, 45 to you, so I win!” ...
You held your breath as Ana lined up the club. You knew if you said a word that Ana wouldn’t be happy. Her eyes were fixed upon her target. Slowly, confidently, she swung the club back and you braced for impact. You watched, defeated, as she swung the club into the golf ball, which rolled slowly into the 18th hole. “Yes!!” Ana yelled, “that makes it 44 shots to me, 45 to you, so I win!” ...
You held your breath as Ana lined up the club. You knew if you said a word that Ana wouldn’t be happy. Her eyes were fixed upon her target. Slowly, confidently, she swung the club back and you braced for impact. You watched, defeated, as she swung the club into the golf ball, which rolled slowly into the 18th hole. “Yes!!” Ana yelled, “that makes it 44 shots to me, 45 to you, so I win!” ...
You held your breath as Ana lined up the club. You knew if you said a word that Ana wouldn’t be happy. Her eyes were fixed upon her target. Slowly, confidently, she swung the club back and you braced for impact. You watched, defeated, as she swung the club into the golf ball, which rolled slowly into the 18th hole. “Yes!!” Ana yelled, “that makes it 44 shots to me, 45 to you, so I win!” ...
“Dude,” you heard Mark shout across the divider, “are you going to Ana’s leaving party tonight?” You hesitated. Obviously you were going. Ana had already asked you earlier in the week to come along. But you didn’t want to make it obvious to Mark or anyone else. “Uh, sure man if you want to go,” you responded, “but are we even invited? I don’t know Ana that well.” “Fuck it m...
“Dude,” you heard Mark shout across the divider, “are you going to Ana’s leaving party tonight?” You hesitated. Obviously you were going. Ana had already asked you earlier in the week to come along. But you didn’t want to make it obvious to Mark or anyone else. “Uh, sure man if you want to go,” you responded, “but are we even invited? I don’t know Ana that well.” “Fuck it m...
“Dude,” you heard Mark shout across the divider, “are you going to Ana’s leaving party tonight?” You hesitated. Obviously you were going. Ana had already asked you earlier in the week to come along. But you didn’t want to make it obvious to Mark or anyone else. “Uh, sure man if you want to go,” you responded, “but are we even invited? I don’t know Ana that well.” “Fuck it m...
“Dude,” you heard Mark shout across the divider, “are you going to Ana’s leaving party tonight?” You hesitated. Obviously you were going. Ana had already asked you earlier in the week to come along. But you didn’t want to make it obvious to Mark or anyone else. “Uh, sure man if you want to go,” you responded, “but are we even invited? I don’t know Ana that well.” “Fuck it m...
The following week, your mind had been filled with curiosity as to what dirty fantasy Ana wanted to try with you. She had seemed embarrassed to even bring it up, which, for a girl who had pounded your balls with a mallet and work a jewelled butt plug at work, seemed incredulous. She had previously made a joke about rupturing your balls, surely it wasn't that? Or did she maybe want to peg you? Afte...
The following week, your mind had been filled with curiosity as to what dirty fantasy Ana wanted to try with you. She had seemed embarrassed to even bring it up, which, for a girl who had pounded your balls with a mallet and work a jewelled butt plug at work, seemed incredulous. She had previously made a joke about rupturing your balls, surely it wasn't that? Or did she maybe want to peg you? Afte...
The following week, your mind had been filled with curiosity as to what dirty fantasy Ana wanted to try with you. She had seemed embarrassed to even bring it up, which, for a girl who had pounded your balls with a mallet and work a jewelled butt plug at work, seemed incredulous. She had previously made a joke about rupturing your balls, surely it wasn't that? Or did she maybe want to peg you? Afte...
The week had blurred into a series of stolen glances and loaded silences. Every time your eyes met across the office, there was an unspoken acknowledgment of what lay beneath - the memory of her vice crushing your balls, the promise of reciprocity she’d offered. On Friday morning, as Ana stood by the coffee machine, you had leaned in close, your voice barely audible over the hum of the office. �...
You bumped into Ana at the coffee machine on Monday morning. Her green eyes held yours a second too long as she reached past you for a pod. "Good weekend?" she asked, her tone light but deliberate. You both knew neither of you slept much on Friday night. “Nothing some painkillers couldn’t sort out," you said casually, evoking a giggle out of her as you watched her blouse shift against her curv...
You bumped into Ana at the coffee machine on Monday morning. Her green eyes held yours a second too long as she reached past you for a pod. "Good weekend?" she asked, her tone light but deliberate. You both knew neither of you slept much on Friday night. “Nothing some painkillers couldn’t sort out," you said casually, evoking a giggle out of her as you watched her blouse shift against her curv...
So in hindsight, it wasn’t your typical works Christmas party night. Your department had gone out for a meal and your boss had given a typically nauseating speech about how you were all family (my actual family never asked me to contribute $20 to my own Christmas, but ok). Later, after your boss had left, you and some of your colleagues headed to a familiar bar. You were nursing a whiskey when t...
So in hindsight, it wasn’t your typical works Christmas party night. Your department had gone out for a meal and your boss had given a typically nauseating speech about how you were all family (my actual family never asked me to contribute $20 to my own Christmas, but ok). Later, after your boss had left, you and some of your colleagues headed to a familiar bar. You were nursing a whiskey when t...