Oh my god.Oh. My. God. I took that cute-as-hell fancy man for aride. Go me! Satisfaction simmered in my core. It had beenwaytoo long since I’d gotten to enjoy some spontaneous play that actually resulted in both of us getting off. Usually springing sex on someone like that got them too excited to actually finish me, but not this cutie.
I ended up missing my scheduled Pilates class, but they snuck me into a later one—for an additional fee, of course. My hips didnotenjoy the dual workout. I was practically a puddle of sweat by the time I finished, my pride the only thing keeping me from crawling to the locker room.
I texted Meadow while I chilled on one of the benches, waiting for my legs to be able to bear my weight again.
Clover:
Guess who just got laid
Meadow:
!!!
How? Where? With who?
Clover:
I don’t know why HOW is a question in there
You know exactly how it all works :P
Where? The back of his Mercedes.
With who? That’s a very good question I can’t answer, because I don’t know what his name is
Meadow:
CLOVER
Clover:
MEADOW
Meadow:
What do you MEAN you don’t know what his name is???
Clover:
I was being spontaneous
I blew a tire and he stopped to make sure I was OK
He even called roadside assistance for me and waited with me until they got there
What else was I supposed to do to fill the time?
Meadow:
Talk??? Literally anything else
Clover:
Listeeeen, my kitty was purring over all that chivalry and he smelled delicious
Meadow:
You’re so lucky he wasn’t a creep
