Pete Will and Rose Part 2
This is part 2 of a story i wrote a couple of months ago. Will awoke early the next morning – Saturday. Before he had completely regained consciousness he had a fleeting memory of the last evening, and thought that he must have had an erotic dream. He opened his eyes and looked up at the ceiling, and slowly realised that he wasn’t at home. There was a low moan next to him and a hand reached out and stroked his thigh. “Oh man – that was amazing!” whispered Pete. The previous night came...