"Hm, let me check thisout." He got behind me and grabbed my buns with his powerful hands. "Ohyeah, there's that hot ass I been missing, um." He smacke... me hard. Imoaned as I felt my cock turn rock hard in an instant.He bent me over as he alternately rubbed and smacked my butt. I wasgone. "Oh yeah, baby, you like that?" Yeah" was all I could say as if in a trance."Well, let's not forget. First things first." He sat me in a chair anddropped his pants. His semi was in front of my face. I gobbled. " I'm sure my handwriting might have been a bit sloppy." Did you really mean what you said? That my story was good?" Yes. In fact, I'd like it if you didn't use my work email anymore. My boss thinks ... well, never mind what he thinks. But would you mind using my private account?"Nadia bit her lip nervously. "Um, okay, I guess."Lucas leaned in and said softly, "Listen, I know it sounds weird, but my boss is a real asshole. Five years ago he set me up with a plagiarized novel and when I didn't. That’s sweet. He traced a finger across my shoulder, up my neck, under my chin and his other hand at the small of my back ever so gently pulling me into him as he lifted me to tiptoes, bringing my lips up to his.I wrapped him in my arms, trying to match soft with soft. A gentle, soothing, lingering kiss and I tried a little harder to not think so damn much after all, thinking is what got me into this mess.Another tiny little kiss, this time right on the tip of my nose, brought a smile to my. Most of the days had passed with Greg just having to swallow piss and shit but on Craig’s last day at the house his heavy drinking had made him sick. He’d done this on purpose to make the most of Greg before he left. For Greg this was worse than anything he’d experienced so far. Although he hated the taste of piss and shit he was at least experiencing one of his fetishes whereas he had no interest on any level of swallowing puke. Despite his drunken state Craig had managed to get it all down.