I assumed that it could be the same for you, particularly if the stimulus were my cock. I thought that the extra thrill would make you very, very fris...y and desperate for a finish off by blow-job. I didn’t expect to ride you to a climax, but I’m ever so pleased that I did.”Stan blushed. “I’m glad that you’re happy. I want to repay the favor but not straight away. I need to rest”“I’m tired as well. Don't worry; there will be plenty more opportunities." We got into our sleeping bag, snuggled down. I am trying to be calm and patient, trying to suppress the passion mounting inside me. I know what you are doing upstairs, I have watched you prepare before, watched you prepare to taken. This, however, is a slightly different scenario, a different fantasy. 25 minutes, almost half an hour has passed, only 35 seconds remaining. I smile as I see the stairway light turn off. I know you are ready. I wait a bit longer, stretching the 25 minutes into 30, waiting as long as I can, wanting you to. I grabbed two beers from the cooler i had putnext to the bathroom sink. i set the beers down on the table, winked at Mike, then struttedback to the sink for my fingernail kit and bright red polish to match my lips. A couple beers and a bit of in person chat later, i had my nails ready and my mind set onmaking this a fun and kinkier time than Mike ever had before tonight. His hand goingup my leg and the hungry look on his unshaved face made the kinkier than ever before seem possible even for me. “Am I dead? Who's going to take care of Mark?” I floated above the ambulance as it rushed me to the emergency room.I heard some say, “Is that Wendy? Oh my God, it is.” I watched as my co-workers frantically cut the remains of my scrubs away from my mangled body.The trauma bay changes when it's one of our own as a patient. Within seconds, there were five Drs. in the room, orders were being shouted as all focus was on me.Blood spilled out of me faster than it could be replaced. My lungs had.