u/prettyhoney24

I was minding my own business last night, mindlessly scrolling through TikTok while nursing a glass of wine, when my neighbor knocked on my door holding a bottle of wine he clearly couldn’t afford. One thing led to another, and before I knew it, we were tangled up on my couch like we were auditioning for some steamy Netflix scene. He had this rough, calloused grip that just knew exactly where to touch, and let’s just say I haven’t been handled like that in… well, ever. I played it cool the next morning, but damn, I woke up with my thighs still sore and my sheets practically sticking to me. Part of me wants to pretend it was a one-time mistake, but another part-the louder part-is already texting him "borrowing sugar." I know I should regret it, but I don’t. That’s the scary part.