before.
Don’t take it out on him. It’s not his fault you didn’t get to cheat on him today, you selfish bitch
.
As the movie started, Lily soon realized that it must have been a long time since she had seen it, too. In the opening scene, when all of the vampires drag their unsuspecting victims to some underground rave, they begin dancing and grinding to a rather familiar techno song.
Lily nearly dropped her bowl of ice cream on the floor. She had completely forgotten that song was in the movie, and the moment she heard it she was flooded with images of the most amazing sex she’d ever had. It had been playing on his
Fuck Songs
playlist the last time they were together.
“I know, this is a cool scene, isn’t it?” Scott said over his shoulder in response to her gasp. He was perched on the edge of the couch and hunched over his own bowl. Lily sat back again, relieved that he hadn’t seen the instant blush that had risen on her face. Suddenly she was worried that she was never again going to be able to put her stranger out of her mind.
* * *
Later that night, across town, Ethan was finally getting back to the apartment after spending the day with his parents and siblings at a much smaller, family-only luncheon for his father’s birthday. It was a lot easier being around just them than half the town, but he still found himself forcing more than a few smiles and checking his watch to see if it had been long enough to sneak out of there without offending his mother.
He was exhausted. The only thing that got him through the day was the ability to let his mind drift away and focus on his amazing memories from the day before. He would have given anything to have his brunette goddess there at that moment.
Stripping off his suit, he briefly debated starting on his new painting but decided that he was just too tired. He thought that perhaps a nap first might help. Then he could start working whenever he was inevitably woken up with another nightmare.
Crawling onto the empty bed in his boxer briefs, he was surprised to find something resting on his pillow. He leaned over and switched on the cheap lamp he had sitting on the floor. When he rolled back over, he couldn’t believe what he saw.
Sitting right in the middle of the pillow was a pair of lacy blue panties, and on top of them was a note. It was simply addressed
Stranger
. When he unfolded it and read what was inside, he nearly cried out from a mixture of frustration and arousal.
Dear Stranger
,
I’m sorry I missed you today
.
I tried to wait, but don’t worry
.
I found a way to entertain myself
.
Here’s a souvenir
.
Next to her words, there was a kiss mark on the paper from her lipstick.
She had been there.
Ethan set the note to the side and picked up the panties with a hand he noticed was shaking. Unfolding them, his attention was drawn immediately to the fact that they must have been quite damp earlier today. He would much rather have found them when they were freshly wet as opposed to almost dry, but that fact didn’t seem to have any effect on the raging erection he was now sporting.
He was angry he had missed her, but he was so turned on by this bold gesture that his eyes were nearly crossing. Lifting the panties to his face, he inhaled deeply and was gifted with a fresh, potent wave of her heady scent. His cock twitched in approval.
“Fuck!” he groaned into the material. His hand was shaking again as he held it to his face, breathing her in, even going so far as to lick and suck the flimsy scrap of lace. His other hand had already freed himself from his boxers and started working his shaft in harsh, angry strokes.
“God, yessss,” he hissed loudly, overcome with visions of her perfect breasts as they bounced in his face, how eagerly she had perched on his shoulders to let him dine on her delicious pussy.
“You taste so fucking good,” Ethan whispered, as if she were there and could hear him. “I could smell you all day.”
He gripped
Don’t take it out on him. It’s not his fault you didn’t get to cheat on him today, you selfish bitch
.
As the movie started, Lily soon realized that it must have been a long time since she had seen it, too. In the opening scene, when all of the vampires drag their unsuspecting victims to some underground rave, they begin dancing and grinding to a rather familiar techno song.
Lily nearly dropped her bowl of ice cream on the floor. She had completely forgotten that song was in the movie, and the moment she heard it she was flooded with images of the most amazing sex she’d ever had. It had been playing on his
Fuck Songs
playlist the last time they were together.
“I know, this is a cool scene, isn’t it?” Scott said over his shoulder in response to her gasp. He was perched on the edge of the couch and hunched over his own bowl. Lily sat back again, relieved that he hadn’t seen the instant blush that had risen on her face. Suddenly she was worried that she was never again going to be able to put her stranger out of her mind.
* * *
Later that night, across town, Ethan was finally getting back to the apartment after spending the day with his parents and siblings at a much smaller, family-only luncheon for his father’s birthday. It was a lot easier being around just them than half the town, but he still found himself forcing more than a few smiles and checking his watch to see if it had been long enough to sneak out of there without offending his mother.
He was exhausted. The only thing that got him through the day was the ability to let his mind drift away and focus on his amazing memories from the day before. He would have given anything to have his brunette goddess there at that moment.
Stripping off his suit, he briefly debated starting on his new painting but decided that he was just too tired. He thought that perhaps a nap first might help. Then he could start working whenever he was inevitably woken up with another nightmare.
Crawling onto the empty bed in his boxer briefs, he was surprised to find something resting on his pillow. He leaned over and switched on the cheap lamp he had sitting on the floor. When he rolled back over, he couldn’t believe what he saw.
Sitting right in the middle of the pillow was a pair of lacy blue panties, and on top of them was a note. It was simply addressed
Stranger
. When he unfolded it and read what was inside, he nearly cried out from a mixture of frustration and arousal.
Dear Stranger
,
I’m sorry I missed you today
.
I tried to wait, but don’t worry
.
I found a way to entertain myself
.
Here’s a souvenir
.
Next to her words, there was a kiss mark on the paper from her lipstick.
She had been there.
Ethan set the note to the side and picked up the panties with a hand he noticed was shaking. Unfolding them, his attention was drawn immediately to the fact that they must have been quite damp earlier today. He would much rather have found them when they were freshly wet as opposed to almost dry, but that fact didn’t seem to have any effect on the raging erection he was now sporting.
He was angry he had missed her, but he was so turned on by this bold gesture that his eyes were nearly crossing. Lifting the panties to his face, he inhaled deeply and was gifted with a fresh, potent wave of her heady scent. His cock twitched in approval.
“Fuck!” he groaned into the material. His hand was shaking again as he held it to his face, breathing her in, even going so far as to lick and suck the flimsy scrap of lace. His other hand had already freed himself from his boxers and started working his shaft in harsh, angry strokes.
“God, yessss,” he hissed loudly, overcome with visions of her perfect breasts as they bounced in his face, how eagerly she had perched on his shoulders to let him dine on her delicious pussy.
“You taste so fucking good,” Ethan whispered, as if she were there and could hear him. “I could smell you all day.”
He gripped
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