TEN DAYS LATER
TEN DAYS LATERJust as I wake up, I roll over and spread my hand across the cold spot on the bed next to me. It’s been too long since another body has warmed it. Kaitlyn comes to mind, and my c**k begs to be stroked. Wanting to save my sperm for her, I push the thoughts away and wait for my boner to disappear.
When I finally get up, I go straight to the bathroom and then head to the kitchen. Kaitlyn’s got a bag of whole coffee beans and the grinder on the counter. She’s fiddling with it, still dressed in a thin T-shirt and bright white panties. I purposely make a noise so I don’t startle her, and she turns to face me as I enter the kitchen. It’s been nearly a month since Kaitlyn moved in, and I can hardly imagine her not living here forever.
Her eyes land on the chubby in
