(Part 1, Part 2 and Part 3 can be found [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/aj5hbv/the_sexual_awakening_of_polly_pinnick_pt_1_fm/), [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/fbkkl6/the_sexual_awakening_of_polly_pinnick_pt_2_fm/) and [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ffkwel/the_sexual_awakening_of_polly_pinnick_pt_3_fm/) respectively)
I’d expected there to be some awkwardness the next morning around Danny but the sly grin on his face in the hungover haze of the late morning showed me how comfortable he had been with what he’d seen. And sleep hadn’t changed any of the feelings I had about what I’d done and what he’d seen either.
I wanted him, regardless of who he was with. And I was pretty confident he wanted me too. It was just a matter of who would act first.
That wasn’t something I was good at still. It’s one thing to get drunk and let my housemate’s boyfriend watch me fuck his friend, but something entirely different to make a pass at him and instigate what I really wanted.
And what I wanted was the most incredible need and desire I’d felt for someone. With my previous boyfriend and other former lover’s the lead up had been short and sharp, and over as quickly as it had happened.