“Don’t try to fight, any resistance is futile.”
Anna remembers his voice. The perfect stranger whispering in the darkness, his ragged breathing, his hand slowly moving down, his fingers teasing her pussy, his hard dick filling her…
“Anna…Anna! Are you ok?”
“Yeah..just tired, the contractor sent again the wrong calculation for additional materials, they’re killing me.”
Anna still feels a little pulsation between her legs, she looks away, she doesn’t like to lie and doesn’t do it well and now she is trying to hide her bashful glance from her colleague.
*Nobody should know what happened. And nobody should know I liked it.*
It had been a month since Anna had met the stranger in her room. She couldn’t stop going over that night in her head. The day after it happened, she was shocked, confused, ashamed. She bought the curtains and never opened them.
*What if he is watching?*