JIM IS HIM

CHAPTER 12

[It’s just a fake blowjob. I will use my voice to stimulate your neurons so that you will have no other choice but to release stress through your penis. Want me to show you?] Anne asked in a seductive voice, making Jim swallow his breath.

“N-No. I’m a married man,” Jim denied her suggestion. “I-It doesn’t feel right to receive pleasure from another woman’s voice.”

[Are you sure? I can tell from your thoughts that you’ve never received a blowjob.] Anne’s voice stayed the same, like a whisper of the ages that stimulated his insides against his will. [How cruel Rena must be for her to never even try something that can make a man feel like a mountain?]

Jim’s little brother in the pants started to harden, and he didn’t want to walk that way, so he quickly sat down on the bench outside the small restaurant.

[You can feel it already, can’t you?] Anne hissed. [Your little brother wants to burst out through those tight pants of yours because my sweet voice can raise your testosterone levels.