Chapter 3: Reconnecting
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I stayed away from Keri’s coffee shop for a while after that. I felt a little bit weird with the way the night ended and I wasn’t sure how things would go if I visited. Clearly she was uncomfortable or embarrassed when she hurried from my condo. But, I couldn’t let go of the image of her touching herself during that brief moment when she gave into her desires. The soft mass of her breast under her shirt molding to the pressure of her hand. The way her lips were open and her breathing almost labored. It was really sexy! That experience with Keri was like a special drug to me. I replayed those erotic minutes in my head over and over. My imagination filled in details impossible for me to recall. Sometimes the experience didn’t end with her sprinting down my stairs. Instead, her breathing accelerated. Her chest would expand and her back arch as she tried to move closer to some unseen stimulation. Her hand would explore her body in ways that drove me crazy.