Sleet Banshee by S.J. Tilly

CHAPTER FORTY

MEGHAN

Dear Diary,

The girls had a fucking field day hearing about my blow job blunder. I’d probably laugh until I puked if someone else went through that. But it wasn’t someone else. It was me!

Honestly, I wouldn’t mind getting caught by a stranger, because really, who cares. But getting caught by someone who I have to see again - not cool.

At least out of everyone I know, Samuel will probably be the most chill about it. Actually scratch that, he’ll be a terror. But that’s because he’ll think it’s hilarious. I can only pray that the cameras were aimed at Sebastian’s back. That way the view wouldn’t actually show anything. If they did show more…

Nope. Not going there.

Except… Except I’d pay good money to get my hands on that video. Honestly, I’m not really a blow job girl. I mean, I’m all for reciprocation, but it’s usually done as a precursor to sex. A little foreplay. A little natural lubing up. But that..? That was going to be a full-on BJ. And it was hot. Like - Really. Fucking. Hot. Like, I went home and jilled off to the memory of sucking him off. I don’t know why it was such a turn on. Probably something about having the power. I may have been the one in a submissive position, but I literally had him by the balls. And he was loving it.

I’m disappointed that we got interrupted. And I do feel bad about leaving him in such a worked up state. But I’m also not super bummed that I didn’t have to swallow what probably would have been too much jizz. Eesh, gives me the chills just thinking about it. Swallowing in the heat of the moment is one thing but thinking about it after the fact is a touch gaggy.

Ack! Okay, focus. We’re getting into the final wedding countdown and it’s going to be amazing. And keep me busy. Not to mention the new gig I just got. Some chick named Annabelle. She sounded cool on the phone, so hopefully this will be a fun little project.

XoxoX