Him: you knew what you were doing when you were walking in those shorts
I: I didn’t put them on to flatter you or turn you on…
The looks he gave me made me feel weird. Didn’t know whether to take it as eagerness or curiosity.
I sat in my room thinking should I take that chance and fuck him like he wanted, but I’d be going to hell knowing what I would do is wrong.
He was not mine, or should I say was not supposed to be.
He came in my room and I didn’t stop him, he let his dick lead the way and I tried not to enjoy it.
It was a tease of what would happen later on and no matter how hard I wanted to be, I was a softy waiting to be served.
The night couldn’t have been sweeter, he took his time but kept his promise. He asked me was it his pussy and I told him of course, he fucked me harder and I wanted more.
His kisses were tasteful but kept me wet, the more I think about it I’ll never forget.
At the end he asked me: do you trust me ? and I said: yes!
The end is history and the secret is best kept.