Oral

I left my number on the supermarket receipt and thought she wouldn't dare. At five fifteen, the doorbell rang at my penthouse.

The moment I opened the door, I kissed her hungrily. She trembled and called it crazy, but followed me upstairs without letting go of my hand.

She only wanted to overcome her fear, but every photo and command pushed her into an unforgettable anal initiation.

The door was ajar, the candles were lit, and there was a note on the bed. Even so, I went in, undressed, and obeyed.

After weeks of glances and teasing, she pushed me into the locker-room bathroom and made it clear how she planned to collect on that ticket.

I entered the room convinced it would be a quick fuck for revenge. I left at dawn without remembering my own name.

She said she wanted to stay pure for love, but when I kissed her in the car, she spread her legs as if she’d been waiting for it.

When I saw his message before entering the parking garage, I knew I wouldn’t be going home with trembling legs just from driving.

I agreed out of curiosity, nerves, and a refusal to back out; once I knelt in front of him, there was no way to pretend I was innocent.

I invited him home to explain my absences, but what he found in the living room changed the way he looked at me at the office.

When she rang the doorbell and asked if I was alone, I knew she hadn’t come to talk about classes or her boyfriend.

Mara heard the applause behind her and understood that the ordeal had only just begun, though her body was already trembling on the marble.

I entered the room out of curiosity and ended up trapped between two adult bodies that seemed to understand my desire better than I did.

She crossed her legs, knowing I was watching, and her skirt rose just enough. When the classroom was empty, she smiled and asked me to help pick up the trash.

I woke up soaking wet, unsure whether the man who had held me in my dream was a colleague, a stranger, or pure imagination. It didn’t matter.

I’d spent the night dodging his jokes, until I let him into the bathroom and there was no way left to pretend I didn’t want to touch him.

I went into his office to hug him, but when he closed the door and looked me up and down, I knew I wouldn’t leave the same way I came in.

I woke up with her gathering my clothes, but when she bent down beside the bed, I knew I wasn't going to study a thing that morning.

She made it clear from the moment she sat beside me that she wasn’t planning to pay with money, and when she asked me to stop at the park, I understood why.

I asked her to arrive naked at the pool and left the door unlocked. Ten minutes later, I watched her cross the patio, her red hair shining in the pool light.