When the last quiver had long subsided I raised my hand. The white froth of my pussy now shining on my bush and fingers confirmed my suspicions as I lay on my back, panting from the pleasure and exertion. As I drifted off into a blissful sleep only one thought was on my mind.

I had to have him.

Days passed into weeks. I worked, as usual, deleting many emails, he went to classes, we hung out at home, when night fell we'd watch a movie, always talking until tiredness overcame us. We did home gym together a few times and I was less shy about my shorts, actually I...