The clock in the lecture room displayed 12:15 PM.
Elisa appeared pensive as she quietly sat in the back of the class completely oblivious to the slides projected in the front. There was only one thing on her mind.
Her modest outfit and deportment were not indicative of her spontaneous promiscuity on that prosaic Monday morning. She could still taste the stranger’s cum in her mouth as her mind attempted to assess what transpired just an hour earlier.
As the day went on Elisa was more absent-minded than usual. The handsome stranger and his member clouded her thinking. She nearly missed her bus stop on the way home when she got carried away fantasizing about riding that beautiful cock, and letting the stranger explore her sweet orifice.
8:45 PM
Back in her apartment, Elisa was preparing some dinner: she melted a tablespoon of butter in a small saucepan, and mixed in equal amounts of flour to make a roux for a Bechamel sauce; then slowly poured in the milk, whisking it vigorously to avoid any clumps. The grated Cheddar and Gruyere were ready to be added to the sauce for the most amazing mac and cheese(she couldn’t stand the processed Kraft Dinners which so many of her peers blithely enjoyed).