UNEXPECTED VISIT
TIARA
I struggled to conceal my disappointment. How was I supposed to extinguish this internal fire right now? I obeyed and carried out his instructions exactly.
I tried my best to present myself, even though the feel of the fabric against my skin made me uneasy. Taking Vincent’s advice, I tucked my underwear into my pocket.
It was agonizing to have the pants’ seam between my thighs pushing into my still-wet p***y and how they felt against my bare skin.
We hurried down the interior stairs until we reached the front of the living room. Vincent opened the door for me.
A woman in her fifties, with long brown hair and big, dark eyes, was standing there in the middle of the room. She was wearing the traditional denim jacket I had always recalled her wearing,
