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Friday, June 23, 2017

[SS-310] Wife's Autograph


[WIFE'S AUTOGRAPH]

"Come on, honey you have to get me an autograph from him!"

You sigh upon reading the message. 

You are at the last day of the out-of-town team building event of your department. You are already at the recreation day at the beach in an island resort. 

You see Evast Cham, the broadway actor, who is currently on stage career hiatus now. He lies on the ground, with a mat covering his back. He sunbathing, wearing blue posing swim trunks.

Of course, you tell your wife about it. She is Cham's biggest fan. 

Now, you regret informing her about it. You certainly do not want to come up to an almost naked man in his private moment just to get an autograph. 

But you wife keeps bugging you about it on the phone. She says she will hate you to bits if he does not get her a signed paper from him.

He stands up. You panic as he starts walking away from the place. 

You run to him and block his tracks. His muscular body renders you speechless.


He looks at you, surprised and weirded out.

"I'm sorry Mr. Cham," you speak tentatively, "I don't want to disrupt your private moment. But I was wondering if I can get your autograph? My wife's a big fan. She has watched almost all your plays."

He smiles cordially. He gets a paper and a pen in his bag, "oh no worries. Thank you. Where is your wife."

"She's at home. I'm the only one in vacation. Company vacation," you reply.

You give your wife's name and he doodles on the small paper. Then he hands it to you.


"Thank you so much!" you exclaim.

He holds your shoulder, "you know what? Why don't you walk with me to the cottage. I have some signed CDs I can give her."

"Oh that would be great!"

So, he leads the way to his cottage. He ushers you inside.

He gets a CD from a box on the floor and hands it to you. "Here you go. It's a pity our wives aren't here."

"Yeah! She would be floored when he sees you!"

He smirks, "you mind if I deliver my kiss to her?"

"What do you mean?" you ask, confused.

He suddenly embraces you and kisses your lips.

You try to struggle. But his body is too hot, too strong. His dominance also starts a heat in you.

After a minute of spit swapping, he asks, "how was that?"

"Great!" you answer carelessly.

He eases his trunks down. His hard penis snakes out. "Hmmm... How about delivering her a taste of my cock?"

You spontaneously fall to your knees. And then you suck on his dick.

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