Day dreaming

Reex_ashley
Sep 9, 2018 · 4 min read

She was having sex with her lover, pinned down on bed, she felt good, sex was good, closing her eyes he appeared, he crossed her mind, she didn’t want him to appear, it was not right she was having sex with her man why did she think of him, she opened her eyes quickly in shock "did i hurt you" her lover asked "no its nothing i just feel soo good" she lied, closing her eyes again it was him, this time in her mind he was the one giving to her, GOOD.. She got wetter, dripped more, she didn’t like it but her body parts said otherwise, she loves her man why was she feeling what she was...

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She woke up that day happy and excited, morning sex glow per usual, life was good, she got a text from a familiar friend"him" asking her what she was doing that day, she replied "not much" he then proposed they hang at his place, since she needed something anyway, she agreed to it. "i’ll be there at noon"..
Noon had approached so she made her way to his place as she got closer anxiety came pacing, what the fuck was going on, she ignored went on anyways, got there he opened the door they hugged and she got in and sat, he got her a glass of water and they began talking.. In the middle of it all he stared at her.. "you are beautiful" he said she blushed sharply, "mayb coming here was a bad idea" she thought to herself.. "i shud go" she stood up and made motion towards the door, he stood there confused looking at her am not sure if it was anger or what "it was just a compliment i wasn’t gonna touch u or anything i know my boundaries" he almost yelled "its not you, its me i shud go" she pleaded. He got closer, and asked her what was wrong "what is soo hard about being friends i mean i like you but yes i respect that u hav a man, so cant we just chill and talk, i like having you around" he convinced her. She shook her head and laughed anxiously "see you are not the problem, i keep having dreams, and think of you when i have sex, it’s not right, i dont like this" she explained. He stood there and looked at here really dry, sharp in the eyes it was almost like his eyes shot fumes , he took one step close and another back and said "what are you talking about". She explained how the thought of him came across and how she pictured him ripping her clothes off and how guilty it made her feel.. When she was done he made a very very dark smirk and started laughing deep right after, "whats so funny about this, see this is why i ddn wana say shit" she turned and wanted to open the door, and that was where she made a mistake, he pushed the door shut and turned her over to look at him. "why do i feel like u want me to do just that right now" he got clooser his hands holding her arms, he teased her with his eyes. He was right, at that very moment she did want to be touched, just not sure by who and why, but the fact that she felt the way she did, the answer to who was pretty Clear.

"i am going to touch you and i want you to say no.." he started tracing her shoulders all the way to where her heart beat so fast "say no and i’ll stop" she wasn’t saying no, she was tearing up, but she wasn’t saying no "all you have to do is say it and this will end, or else i cant stop myself from doing whatever my head is telling me to do right now" he warned her

"say no damnit" he begged

She wasn’t saying no, she stoped weeping and looked down, her nipples hard, she looked dissapointed in herself, she felt weak at his touch, she felt selfish, not that her man didn’t deserve it, but she was just good, nit the kind to even dream of finding pleasure in someone else’s accomodation

"are you thinking of him?, does he know u are here?" he tortured her

"does he know u let me touch you like this, does he knw your nipples go hard for me like this? He got aggresive and said" does he?

She shook her head, words could really escape her lips at that moment... He reached below her navel and placed two fingers just at the tip of where her pants lined... "stop me" he told her.. "am going to rip these apart and fuck you, you are going to cheat on him if you dont stop me" he warned again

"i want to" she said breathing like she cant "you want to what? " he asked "i want to stop you, but i cant" she wasn lying it was true she couldn’t , she was wet, very wet, its like she cared but then she didn’t give a fuck, life was not making any sense for her at that moment

He cupped her brest under neath her blouse and told her "i could tear these right now and make u leave wearing my tshirt" he got close and spoke right next to her ear and whispered " but i wont"

She looked at him in disbelief and he said "when i do this i want it to be you who wants it because i will always want you and he winked.." come i,’ll walk you out "

“Classic sunset silhouette of couple kissing with sea wind frizzing their hair” by Alejandra Quiroz on Unsplash

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