The Next day

“Dawn” He responded low and deep.

“Umm yes” I said and started to walk away. He put a hand on my waist and said no I will get it. He walked away to the bathroom. I grabbed a kitchen chair and sat down.

When he came back I could not keep my eyes off of his chest and arms. He was so sexy, but I did not want to look him in the face because I did not want him to see the want in my eyes. He grabbed my hand and unwrapped the paper towel, he also had antibiotic cream. Once he made sure there was no more glass in my cut he put the cream on and covered my finger with the bandaid. I told him thank you. He turned and grabbed the broom from the corner and cleaned up the broken glass. I told him I would get it but he just shook his head.

“I should get going” Victor said.

“No, you don’t have too’’ I replied

“No, I really need too, I can’t stay” Victor responded.

He went to the door and hesitated for a second before pulling it open.

“Thank you again” I said rather sadly

He opened the door and walked out.

I finished cleaning up the kitchenand went to my room to go to bed. Once I was settled and laying down my phone lit up

‘I am sorry for leaving so quickly’ Victor texted

‘it’s ok, I am sorry I am so clumsy’

‘No don’t be sorry’ Victor texted

I did not respond for a minute but another text came through from Victor

‘If I stayed any longer I just don’t know if I could control myself any longer’

‘what do you mean?’ I asked

‘ I think you know what I mean Dawn’

‘oh…’ I replied

‘have a good night Dawn’

‘U2’ I replied.

I tossed and turned all night. I could not quit thinking about Victor. The way he sucked on my finger, touched my waist, looked at me through those hooded blue eyes. I squeezed my thighs together and it felt good. I could feel my muscxles contracting. The want growing stronger. I reached over to my night stand and pulled out my special little toy. It was shaped like a lipstick tube, red and slender. But it vibrated so furiously. I started to rub my boob and pinch my nipples through my shirt imagining it was Victors hand touching me. Victor pulling on my nipples, sucking my finger so deeply. I moved my hands down slowly on my stomach. I very rarely played with myself. It just felt so taboo. I usually would have to have a couple drinks in me but I was ready, hot and wet now.

I found my fingers grazing the top of my panty line and the shiver went straight to my core. I turned on the vibrator and started rubbing my clit above my panties. When I felt like I wanted more I pulled my panties down and touched the wetness pooling between my legs. I squeezed my vagina so the muscles ached more. I slide the vibrator down think ing of Victors face going further down inbetwene my legs and I starting rubbing on top of my clit over and over in circles with the vibrator humming away in the night. When I got close I pulled away and stuck the vibrator in my pussy. It gave a different sensation but halted me cumming so I could last a little longer. I did not want to stop. I wanted to keep this dream going. I pumped the slender vibrator in and out a couple times until it was soaking wet. Finally I pulled it out and moved it back up to my clit. This time turning it up all the way and rubbing harder and harder until I felt the shiver course through my body and I squirted out with everything I had all the while picturing Victors face in my mind. I would have to snap a photo of him so I could play with myself looking at his photo.

I felt so good and relaxed afterward I fell asleep just like that. Wet, vibrator still in my hand and my pussy spread and exposed for anyone to see.

The next morning when I awoke I heard commotion in the kitchen. I jumped hard and hurriedly pulled the blankets over me.

I sat still for a minute and listened. Who could it be? Did they look in my room… What did they see? I could not hear any voices just the clanging and scraping of a pan. Then I smelled bacon. That must be Adam. Why is he here so early and why did he let himself in?! I was fuming. I Just do not understand. Then I heard tires coming up the drive and the gravel crunching. Who is here now? I hurriedly got up and threw on a pair of shorts and slipped a shirt over my head. My room was upside down and as I walked past my mirror on my dresser, so was I.

As I was walking to the kitchen I yelled out WHO IS IN THERE? I HAVE A GUN.

I heard Adam laugh and yell back “ooohhhh nooooooo…. Get the door.”

“what?” I asked.

“Go get the door girl.” Adam replied.

I walked to the front door to see Victor walking up with grocery bags in his hand. He ws a sight that I had wrapped in my mind all night long. I just starred for a disrespectful amount of time as he made his way up the stairs of my short porch to me.

“Good moring” Victor said with the most sexiest smile plastered on his face showing off that one dimple

“Good morning “ I replied rather sheepishly.

As I turned to let Victor in I realized a little bit to late we both would not fit through the door frame. But still Victor slide by brushing against my braless chest and my thighs as he looked down through his dark eyelashes at me.