Chapter 48

“I-it’s been a while, Felix. H-how are things?” Carl awkwardly asked, looking up from the floor directly into my face as I kneeled before him. He licked his lips, reminding me how long it had been since I’d had a blow job.

“Things are good.” I finished helping him pick up the papers on the floor, giving him time to regain his composure, though the bulge in his pants told other tales. Good thing I had a spare condom in my wallet.

“It’s time for a break, right?” I said. “How about we go down to the cantina and get a cup of coffee? I have a few things—business things—I’d like to discuss with you, and we can catch up.”

A tentative smile said “yes” as he heaped everything else onto the middle of his desk and stood to go with me. Carl had never masked his desire for casual sex with me, though I knew he’d be willing to make things more permanent, if I were ever interested. I was always interested in sex, especially lately with the constant wet dreams about my elusive thief.