I wanted to post this one for a while but it’s a little more involved than my other ones so it took a while to draft up. This is from a couple years ago, when I first moved out to the west coast. Names have been changed, of course. Story title inspired by the wonderful Eartha Kitt song. Skip to the 🔥 for the good stuff.
Story contains wax play.
I usually don’t add fwb on social media but when Andrew found me on IG, I figured there was no harm in it. Of my fwbs, Andrew was the closest to being a friend that would have my socials anyway. He knew me well, there was nothing that would surprise him on my feed.
Or so I thought.
One day I get a text from him – a screenshot of my IG story from earlier that day with the following text of *What is this?*
A table – decorated with candles, flowers in a bowl, loose tea in a cup, incense on a tray. My own caption, tagging two friends.