For twenty minutes. Then I asked for an Uber and a cigarette. He looked confused. I looked done. Next.
Tag: aftercare
We Compared Notes In The Kitchen
Mia’s boy versus mine. Timing, stamina, whether they asked for water after. Scientific. Petty. Necessary.
Banker Choked Me Too Hard
Nice suit, worse manners. Hand on my throat in his City flat and I liked it more than I should admit. Bruises next morning. Told Sophie it was a necklace.
Cloakroom Sex At Fabric Again
I dragged him in during the drop, skirt already round my waist. Security nearly caught us. He finished first. I didn’t. Classic Friday. Still thinking about his hands.
Three Hour Paddington Microstay
Booked the room for one reason only. No sleepover, no breakfast, no pretending. He bent me over the desk until my legs shook. Then we both left separately. Efficient.
He Slipped The Condom Off
Felt it happen and I still didn’t stop him. That’s the confession. Came anyway. Kicked him out at 3am and sat on the bathroom floor thinking about how stupid I am.
He Left His Watch Behind
Look, I only noticed at noon. Nice watch too. Sophie clocked it before I did and now the whole flat wants a name, a rating, and whether he’s coming back for it.