.." Don't worry, I can get you off," she said as she continued to rub me."You don't have to, its fine. You've done so much and I'm having fun. It's ju...t not working." Well, how do you feel about a blow job?" she asked immediately looking so innocent. I was dumbfounded...my head was screaming out, YES! YES! Is this actually happening? A girl offering to suck me off?! "Wow, uh I dunno. I've never really had one before... I mean my ex did, but only for like a few seconds before we got interrupted. I think he was afraid my head would fall off.I'd imagined standing on the top step of the podium, at least one new gold medal for my collection, maybe as many as four, first junior to ever do that. I'd imagined Greg and me, side by side in our sexy swim suits, holding the team trophies high while the cameras flashed, dashing to the locker room to celebrate as only we could celebrate.All of that was gone, along with the hopes and dreams of Coach and the team and the school, everyone, right down. She was much better than the girl in the video. “I love cum,” she said at last. That, I knew, was true. “Especially yours,” she added after a moment. That wasn’t true: she had never met a man whose cum she didn’t love. Natsuko treated all men equally. But it was sweet of her to say it. At last she consented to be carried upstairs to bed, and I fell asleep with Natsuko beside me under the futon luxuriously wriggling her tender bottom and breasts against the rough sheet. I woke during the night. This job was, on the other hand, perfect! All her boss, Maxine Stansforde seemed to require was a sexy girl on the reception. Every day or two a few people passed the reception and required a key or some information that she could call up on her computer with just a click or two of the mouse. So she sat at the desk and filed her nails, painted her nails, smoothed her stockings, applied her lipstick and generally primped and preened like a film star. Which of course she was already, was not ?She.