Sargent
I watch one of my oldest friends flirt unabashedly with the girl who I now know to be called, Tempest. Even going as far as to offer her a job at his surfing business doing admin work.
Oh he wants to f**k her and he isn’t ashamed to show it. He’s always been a dog and until now it never bothered me.
“Well then it’s settled, you’ll start Monday, I’ll even throw in some surfing lessons.”
“She can already surf,” Maddox states. “She’s pretty good actually. We learned in Thailand.”
“It was incredible,” she adds and the way she breathes the words has my c**k twitching again. I wonder if she’ll say that exact statement about me when I finish inside of her, buried deep in her tight little… Well, my thoughts just went elsewhere that’s for sure. “But I can’t just accept a job.”
“Sure
