“What was she thinking? Blowing up at me, then coming onto me all within a few days,” I thought to myself as I watched her door.
Not having the balls to go in her room, I went to my bedroom and swapped my wet shorts for some clean ones. I then plopped on my bed. I was smiling at what had just happened, but was also a little worried as I didn’t know what to expect the next day. I could never really predict what she was thinking accurately.
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Thursday morning came as I was awakened to the sound of bacon sizzling. I got up and went to the bathroom to piss and brush my teeth. As I was finishing my routine, my memories returned from the night before. I felt a lump immediately settle in my stomach. I was nervous as I didn’t know how she would act, or if I was supposed to even acknowledge what had happened between us. I made my way to the kitchen and was bombarded with the smell of breakfast. As I rounded the corner to the kitchen, I was stunned by her physique. She had on her silky white robe again, but from the way it draped to the sides, I knew it was completely wide open in the front. I took this as a good gesture because if she was feeling bad, she would have surely closed her robe as she heard me coming. Rolling the dice, I walked up behind her and give her a gentle hug from behind.
“Good morning,” I whispered in her ear.
I made sure not to press my dick into her so it would be less obvious what I was trying to do. Her reaction was a bit unsettling. She pulled away slowly from my grasp and spoke to me without turning to look at me.
“Uhm, we need to talk,” she whimpered in a voice so soft that I could barely hear it.