(This is part two of the story. See link to part one in comments. Part three to come. [Fiction])
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The next day I had two classes, then work, and then a paper to write. I got home from work, made a quick dinner, and went back to my room to get to work. Adam was home, and was lounging in the living room.
All day I’d been thinking about what happened the night before. Feeling guilty but also feeling energized. And also feeling aroused every time I thought about Sophie perched naked on my lap, riding me with abandon. I was hoping I wouldn’t see her or John for a couple days, at least till I could think straight about the whole thing.
But I knew Sophie might come back to bring my pants. I was hoping she wouldn’t. Or maybe she’d just let John bring them over.
I’d been working for an hour or so alone in my room when I heard the apartment door open. I overheard John talking to Adam, and a quieter voice that I knew must be Sophie.