Dan.
My morning was going great after a pleasurable night with Katie and our make-out session in the bathroom. Since she had done a good job taking care of my hard-on, I offered to prepare breakfast for the both of us. I decided to make pancakes since they were quick and easy. They were ready in no time, and I was delighted she agreed to it.
However, I was surprised when Katie wanted to put a name on what we had. I also got mad when she said that I would call what happened last night a mistake. There was no way I was calling it that; it was never a mistake and wasn't something we did on the spur of the moment.
We had something magical, something I could not explain, but I knew there was something more than an attraction between us.
Well, the problem was that Katie did not want a relat
