I couldn't believe it when I found myself agreeing to marry my best friend that night.
**a ForthBeam short story**
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The vibrations of my cell phone interrupted my focus on the desk. I had been so engrossed in helping the new hire at the shop that I had fallen behind on the never-ending paperwork that kept my business running smoothly. I tried to delegate as much of the office work as possible, relying on a payroll company for hours and paychecks, and my admin assistant, Vadee, for various tasks. However, there were still some matters that required my personal attention and signature. Temporarily ignoring the chimes, I made a conscious effort to finish reading the final section of a purchase order before finally picking up my phone to read the message.
Beam: You coming home soon?
I glanced at the clock on the screen. It was fifteen minutes past six. I couldn't help but be conscious of how much time Beam had been home alone without me. The thought of him being there while I was stuck at work always disrupted my focus. Instead of reviewing pricing sheets and preparing project proposals, I found myself daydreaming about all the things we could be doing together.
Forth: I'll try to finish up here within the hour and let you know when I'm on my way.
Beam: Kay
I placed my phone down and flipped through a purchase order once again, but no matter how many times I read it, the words seemed to slip from my memory. I finally gave up, realizing that it was futile.
When did I become so consumed by thoughts of him that everything else faded away?
Most likely, it started when he first brought me pleasure.
I wasn't sure what the future held for us at the end of the month, but I decided to push aside any serious thoughts for now.
After quickly organizing my desk, my mind wandered to all the things I planned to do with Beam once I got home. It was strange how I had known him for most of my life, yet I had never truly seen him until now. He was incredibly beautiful, and when we were alone, he let go of all inhibitions. It made me want to spend every moment pleasing him, just to hear the sounds he made because of me. I had never experienced anything as intoxicating as that.
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After settling into my truck, I decided to shoot Beam a text to check if he needed anything before heading home. Unfortunately, he didn't respond, so I placed my phone on the seat beside me and shifted the car into gear.
As I cruised along, the weariness that had clung to me at my desk gradually dissipated, and with each passing mile, my spirits lifted. Eventually, I pulled into the driveway, turned off the engine, and stepped out of the vehicle before making my way indoors.
"Beam? You in he—" My voice deserted me, and my ability to stand was on the verge of abandoning me as well. If he heard me call out to him, he didn't give any indication. Sitting sprawled in my armchair, with a leg thrown over each arm, I had a clear view of the vibrant blue plug inserted in his rear. I froze in my tracks, my eyes scanning over his completely exposed body and the way his hand gripped his member. The tip of his penis was swollen and red, and he moved it through his fist, sliding up and out as his hips lifted.
