I had never been dumped before. It happened on a Monday morning and all through the week I just felt depressed. By Friday the depression had begun to ...ade and I was just feeling angry. Who the hell did he think he was? I could have given the snotty little bastard so much, but because I wouldn't shove his dick in my mouth the moment he asked for it, he decided I was no good? Fuck him! I decided that I would make a real effort to show him exactly what he had given up. The Friday after he had. Just a peck, testing if he's just fake sleeping or not. i kiss my way down his jaw line and make my way down his neck, right under his ear. i feel his body tense up. i kiss my way down lower, biting here and there, licking a trail down his chest and stomach... i'm getting wetter and wetter, the lower i go. I look down at his basketball shorts and see the bulge i've been waiting all day for. He's still sleeping when i pull his shorts down, but his breathing gets crazier. I'm holding his dick in. I hovered in the supermarket for a little longer than was necessary as I started to float off into the negatives of my situation again. The time with Ezie had been great but the euphoria did not last long and within the hour I was feeling bitter again. But I would still continue with my Friday plan. I could rely on it as a sanctuary day. With groceries and lots of candles I headed back for home. I stopped in at the office and spoke to Peter’s secretary. It was two and Peter was not yet back. ” When I saw the look of total surprise on his face, I felt the need to explain, “I’ve always been ... well, embarrassed by my looks. My roommate, Shelly, helped me with the haircut and outfits.”“She did a fucking awesome job.” He said with a huge grin. “You’re sexy as hell.” And then I could see his mind whirling, “So that means...”I giggled, “Yes, Jeff. I’m a virgin.”“HOLY SHIT!” He mumbled in a reverent tone.Later, while walking through the patios of the restaurants and clubs at the end of.