The morning came quickly, and even though I wanted to go a few more rounds with both of them, I understood when they said they had to go home to see their families.
When I returned home and eventually got some more sleep, I attributed last night’s experience to a one-time thing and ensured I didn’t get my hopes up to repeat performances. Both of them were married even though they were both getting divorces, or so they said.
My thoughts went round and round for the whole day.
Even when I went online and didn’t see either of them there, I felt disappointed and depressed. I had a great time even before the sex.
A day went by then three, and I hadn’t got a word from either of them. I wanted to message them but knew it wouldn’t come off good if I came off desperate.
Kyle was hot on my heels about something or the other.
While I was at work, I saw a familiar face. I moved around the aisles to see Francis. She was shopping with two boys. I decided not to go up, as it might be awkward for her to explain who I was to her sons.