[21 F] I was going through a four month dry spell and it was BAD. Tinder had routinely failed me so I took advantage of a perfect situation: My ex [21 M, drummer] had gotten his house to himself. The entire time we were together we had to be (somewhat) mindful of our surroundings as we are both in a university. His roommates all left for a conference and it gave me the perfect opportunity.
I had been snapping him all day in this denim button down I knew he liked and he had me BEGGING for it. He finally agreed on the promise I wouldn’t be wearing any panties or a bra, with my hair in pigtails (I opted for braids for wear and tear), and I brought my little vibrator along. I brought over a blindfold for an extra measure
I showed up to his house and he immediately began unbuttoning my shirt. I saw that he had laid out a blanket on his living room floor and had the Netflix fireplace set up (super cheesy). He tugged me over to the blanket and had me on all fours, topless. He told me to stay still and he disappeared to another room.