Bare.
What am I supposed to do now? Alice thought as she tried to fumble around the bedsheets. It was 7 in the morning, and she had been trying to go back to dreamless sleep for the past 40 minutes.
Alice has been in a mood for some time now. You know, a mood where nothing seems fun but feels more like a black void is sucking out the joys and charm. Alice has been going through this for some time, and no matter how much she parties, catches up with friends, or tries to binge her sorrows, there is nothing that seems joyful.
She groggily woke up, trying to get ready for the day. She did her morning chores, made a quick breakfast, and sent a Good morning text to her bestie. As the day progressed, she felt more and more sinking into her daily routine.
She got a text from Charles, her friend, asking about what she was doing. She replied vaguely, not really into the texts. But he kept it up, slowly getting her out of the slump zone. Before she knew it, she was texting back, as the texts started getting steamy. Unknowingly, her fingers travelled across her chest, lightly grazing the nipples as they started to get erect.
The texts got steamier as he started to send in some erotic images. The arousal started to take her to an all-familiar place. She palmed her beautiful, heavy breasts, squeezing them in one fell swoop. The pleasure ran through her spine, making her bite her lips to control them moan.
She texted him back, letting him know that she would have liked him being there with her, doing all the naughty things he was teasing her about. Her fingers inched towards her sex, tantalizingly close.
Tingg. She heard the doorbell.
She looked at the clock as the hands just shifted towards half-past three. Who could it be at this time? she thought out aloud, adjusting her shorts and the loose-fitting dinosaur t-shirt as she went to open the door. It was Charles, her sexting partner who was conversing with her, arousing her for the past 20 minutes.
Words rolled off his tongue, I had to see you right now! Somewhere deep down, she sighed as she saw the lust glaze over his eyes. Without warning, he entered, backing her against the wall behind her. His hand sought her face while the other hand closed the door behind him.
His lips were inches apart, shuddering hot breaths coming randomly. As Alice savoured the moment, she knew. This was more than just a sexting-turned-booty call. She had been avoiding him and the world, wanting to do nothing with them, yet here he was, turning her world upside down.
Charles knew this was risky. Normally, he is patient with her, allowing her some time off from him. They had worked together a few years back. He had felt something with her, although she was seeing someone else at the time. After leaving that work, their paths had taken different routes but somehow, they had still stayed in touch. Few texts here and there over the years, until one day their normal conversation took a detour to uncharted territories. And they both liked it. A lot.
So here he was, looking at that overbite on her lips, imagining the taste and texture of it. He just couldn't let her wallow in the black void she felt. He had to do something and without a second thought, had come to her place. He knew she would normally be alone at around this time.
Her tongue darted out, wetting her lips and breaking his thoughts. Her eyes were nervous, waiting for him. Ever so slowly, he inched forward, pecking her lips. She smelled the aftershave of his and liked his scent. She kissed him back.
Slowly, their tongues started to explore. Awkwardly, at first, but yearning for more. The kisses become longer and passionate. She felt his long fingers grab her hips, closing in on her. Their tongues became frantic, testing the waters. Soon, the kisses became wild, hands grabbing whatever it could, driving them crazy.