A Blowjob For The Driver (3)
Jed should have known better than to invite temptation into his living room, but there Cordon was, sitting on the couch in nothing but one of Jed’s robes, talking about gym gear like it wasn’t driving Jed insane.
“We talked about fitness, work, and how much we hate meetings,” Jed said, his voice low and amused. “But I gotta admit, I didn’t expect you to be into Legionwear.”
Cordon glanced at the unopened black-and-gold box beside them, curiosity flickering in his eyes. “Legionwear?” he said. “You mean that luxury line with all the mythological stuff?”
Jed nodded and reached for the box. “Yeah. Their latest drop is the Roman collection. I just got it today.”
Cordon leaned in, eyes lighting up. “No shít. That’s the one with the gold briefs, right? A guy a
