"Wait here", I order the cab driver.
I walk in and the porter is waiting.
"I understand you have my wallet?", I say in an imperious way.
I left my wallet in a cab coming back home last night and he found it.
"Yes madam"
I pick it up and walk out.
And then I turn back and walk back in.
The porter is watching me.
I get into the lift, press 9 and go up.
He is not expecting me at all but I don't care.
He opens the door, really surprised.
"What are you doing here?"
I stare at him, say nothing, drop to my knees, looking up.
He knows what I want. He unzips his trousers and feeds me. Right to the back of my throat. He fucks my face so feverishly I am surprised at the intensity of it.
When he finishes, his sperm trickling down my mouth, I simply get up, wipe my lips and leave. He's there, spent, with his trousers around his ankles, vulnerable. But I have to go.
"Goodbye", the porter is being polite.
"Goodbye", I say, smugly.
I get into the cab.
"Back home please"
I get into the cab.
"Back home please"
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