It’s Wednesday, you wake up hot and bothered after dreaming about me and our last encounter where I had you tied up and made you orgasm continuously as I played with you for hours. You get in the shower, trying to get ready for your university classes but can’t help the need to touch yourself. You start sliding your hands across your breasts, playing with your nipples, sliding your hand down to your pussy, it feels so good and you can’t stop the images flying through your mind about my mouth kissing your body, my cock penetrating you. You give yourself a quick orgasm but it leaves you unsatisfied.
A plan enters your mind, what if I ditch a couple classes and go see him. You send me a text, asking what I’m doing today and if you can come see me. I reply don’t you have classes baby? You text back yes, but I may leave early. I say, ok, I’m just working at home, come on over whenever.