Last weekend my girls dragged me out for drinks. I wasn’t looking for trouble… until he walked in. My best friend’s boyfriend. Tall, fine, and the way he stared at me across the room made my thighs squeeze.
We started chatting at the bar. Innocent at first. Then his hand brushed my waist, and the tension was crazy. “I shouldn’t be doing this,” he whispered, but ten minutes later we were in his car. His fingers were inside me before we even left the parking lot. I was soaked.
Last weekend my girls dragged me out for drinks. I wasn’t looking for trouble… until he walked in. My best friend’s boyfriend. Tall, fine, and the way he stared at me across the room made my thighs squeeze.
We started chatting at the bar. Innocent at first. Then his hand brushed my waist, and the tension was crazy. “I shouldn’t be doing this,” he whispered, but ten minutes later we were in his car. His fingers were inside me before we even left the parking lot. I was soaked.