“Sky! Sky! Sky!”
Aiyana squealed as she rushed into the classroom.
It made Sky smile as he looked up at her bouncing her way around and finally stopping in front of the first bench of the classroom.
“Aiyana we are still in college here. I am not Sky to you here.”
Aiyana had settled herself on the table, her legs crossed over each other, shifting the hem of her dress a little higher. Revealing another inch of her long legs. Despite the shift in their relationship, Sky was still wildly attracted to Aiyana. In the dark mysteries of the night he still imagined Aiyana as his. As he stroked himself in the washroom away from the prying eyes of his wife, he imagined calling her his Desdemona. He knew it was wrong, these feelings that he had for Aiyana. She was innocent and like vanilla too pur
