Nancy's POV

I bolted. My legs felt like absolute jelly, my pussy still aching with emptiness and dripping his hot pre-cum down my inner thigh. I took the carpeted steps two at a time, sprinting straight into the dark linen closet at the very end of the upstairs hallway.

I squeezed inside, pulling the louvered door almost entirely shut, leaving just a tiny crack so I could hear. My heart was pounding so loudly in my ears that I had to clamp both hands over my mouth.

The pitch-black darkness wrapped around me. It was cool and smelled of fresh laundry detergent. My bare feet stood silently on the carpet...