I thought about him. Every day, as I walked to class, he was..
Added 2024-02-26 19:58:49 +0000 UTCI thought about him. Every day, as I walked to class, he was there. An older guy, confident and charming. I couldn't help but feel a tingle in my stomach when our eyes met. It was like a magnetic pull, drawing me closer. As I sat in my classes, I couldn't focus. My mind kept wandering back to him, imagining what it would be like to be with him. My heart raced, and my cheeks flushed with heat. I squirmed in my seat, feeling a warmth spread between my legs. I was getting wet just thinking about him. One day, as I walked past him on my way to class, he stopped me. His eyes locked onto mine, and I felt a shiver run down my spine. He asked me out for coffee, and I couldn't say no. We talked for hours, and I felt an undeniable connection. I knew I had to have him. After that day, I couldn't get him out of my head. Every time I saw him, my heart raced, and my body ached for his touch. I became obsessed with the thoughts of him, fantasizing about our next encounter. One night, as I walked home from class, I saw him waiting for me. My heart pounded in my chest as he approached, and I knew what was about to happen. He led me to a secluded spot, and we kissed passionately. His hands roamed over my body, and I moaned into his mouth. As he pulled me closer, I felt his hardness press against me.
