Chloe still had to laugh when she thought about yesterday's meeting with Greg. The poor guy was so aroused by her little game that he ended up spraying his semen, even though Chloe didn't actually jerk him off very intensely. It had been her most effortless handjob ever.
This was probably some kind of brain orgasm, she thought. She had read about that. Of course, the brain is everyone's biggest sexual organ, but people's sensitivities differ. For some people, what matters most is the pure mechanics of sex play, the friction between cock and pussy, the massaging of breasts and nipples. Dirty talk, of course, can bring such people to orgasm more quickly, but it is not the main thing for them. Chloe saw herself in this category. She liked dirty talk, but besides that she really needed either a talented and persistent tongue on her clit or a hard cock stretching her pussy and making her juices flow before she could cum.
But then there are those people who can climax primarily and above all through their imaginations, their hearing, their fantasies. Greg seemed to fall into this last category. He had not needed much friction at all, and he almost came yesterday even when Chloe had just held him in her hand and talked about his "little brother."
Chloe found this fascinating. Could she someday bring him to orgasm with just one or two fingers with the right mental stimulation. Would she even be able to get him to soak his pants without her even touching his tiny tony? All these thoughts were already making her really wet again.
Chloe took a sip of her coffee. She was waiting for Jade again, as she often did. But this time she didn't have to wait long. Jade was also curious about how it had gone with Greg, and just twenty minutes after the appointed time, she came in with a big grin.
"Hey Sweetie, sorry, I had to do some quick shopping," she apologized.
"Wow, you're almost on time! What happened? Did you run away from a failed date?" joked Chloe. Jade looked pretty, she had put on some makeup and for once was wearing a top with spaghetti straps that showed off her breasts.
"Not that, but woahh, I'm telling you, that guy last night really wasn't good for anything." Jade made a dismissive hand gesture.
"Better tell me about you and... what's that cute guy's name again? Ted?"
"Greg!" Chloe corrected rolling her eyes.
"Ah, right, sorry. I will remember next time," Jade promised.
"Yeah, you should. Because I think I'll keep this one for a while." Chloe replied.
"Oh, so it went well then? Did you do everything as discussed? And what was the reaction?" Jade sat up and moved closer to the table. "Tell me, and don't let me pull everything out of your nose."
"Well, where do I start. First of all, his eyes almost fell out when he picked me up from work. It's not like I can help it, I am just damn hot, ha-ha. Ok, for the missing bra I am to blame, but I won't apologize. Well, anyway, he was already nicely aroused during the evening. And when we got home, I did everything according to our plan: first I stripped him down to his underpants," Chloe began.
"And you stayed dressed?" asked Jade.
"Yes, completely dressed, classic CFNM. Well, almost, I was gracious enough to let him keep his underpants on at first."
"You're so nice."
"I know," Chloe chuckled. "I told him to kneel down and to lick me right there."
"Without taking a shower first," Jade inquired.
"Exactly, the full workday Chloe pussy smell. And he didn't hesitate for a second," Chloe beamed.
"Very well," Jade gestured a little fake applause.