I scraped my clothes on out of habit, still trembling from the way he had taken me. We’d been roommates for a couple months, never had much of a connection before and I didn’t know much about it. When I’d had to confess I couldn’t make the rent last month I had no clue how he’d react, but I never expected him to spot me – and I definitely didn’t expect he’d want this in return. Sex, maybe, that wasn’t so unusual. I thought, if he had asked to just fuck me like some bro I probably would have turned him down. I fingered the chain collar around my neck. This was different.
It didn’t help that he had fucked me so good but left me wanting more. I lingered by the couch, hoping he would appear and just take me like he had just before. Eventually I slunk to my bedroom and, unable to stand it, began to masturbate. The buzzing vibrator brought me to a nice little climax. After, I felt refreshed, a bit less overwhelmed.
In the kitchen, I was pouring myself some water when he walked by, stopped dead in his tracks and looked me down.