I sit for a minute, coming down from my own arousal and then finally pull out from the warmth of her body. Holy Fuck. That was intense. My breathing begins to calm when it hits me. I broke all of my rules in five minutes with this girl. Fuck. I whip her around suddenly. Her eyes go wide. “Samantha, this can’t leave this room. My father knows nothing of my online persona. If he did, things would get very bad very quickly. Nobody knows, nobody can know.” I search her face for confirmation that she’ll remain quiet about all of this. “Why?” she asks, that one word having so many meanings. “Why am I Sir? Why you? You have to be more specific.” A knock at the door has us both going rigid. “Sam, are you in there?” A girl’s voice can be heard through the door. “Shit,” I hiss in her ear so only she can hear.
