I wake my hair is a mess and the sheets are twisted and knotted…I make to sit up and think better of it. My head hurts and gradually and slowly I remember why.
It was supposed to be an innocent night of pizza with the girls in town until…he walked passed the restaurant window!
I was checking my new trendy hairstyle in the darkened window when the familiar figure walked past…the bastard was with her his hand on her skinny arse. He’s thinking. I’m gods gift everyone’s look at me attitude.
I turn away and sip on my drink heat burning both my eyes and face with embarrassment. She leans into him and I hate her even more. The shadow moves on and I can see my bright tear filled eyes again. I shrug off the feeling like someone has walked over my grave but I can’t ignore the chill that has stirred my nipples to hardness. Self consciously I cross my naked arms over my breasts and welcome the arousing state; it entices me into a daydream.
I cross and uncross my legs feeling my trimmed pubes whisper across my soft skin, it’s a little sharp and I feel them poke through my trousers as I’m wearing no nix. I feel myself sink lower in my seat chaffing my hood covered clit on the seam. I feel my love juices bubbling between my swollen lips and it blows an overwhelming bubble of desire in my gusset.
It overspills and leaks a dribble of female juices down my inner thigh in a thick creamy trickle of desire not instantly removable with the bare hand.
Now hours later I feel the quilt at my feet and think…why not?