




Part 1/5 . It’s mid-afternoon and the sun is streaming through the window. It’s warm inside, the perfect time for a cuddle and nap – or ideally, a lazy afternoon fuck.
I’ve already stripped down, I love the feeling of soft bedsheets on my bare skin. But I’ve kept on my lacy panties that I know you like.
You’re sitting at the table in the corner, reading your book. I walk over, reach out, and beckon you, but you swat my hand away. “I’ll be there in a minute”, you say, not even looking up from the page.