Fantasy Night
I can't move, I can't see. All my other senses heightened. My skin feels cool, but on fire with need. My hands are shaking as I slowly approach the motel door. I can hear my footsteps echoing in the darkness. I swallow hard, nervous, playing with the paper I have in my hand that has the room number and time on it. It was given to me at my office earlier, excitement flowed between my thighs from seeing the dark numbers scribbled harshly into the paper. I knock softly, hesitantly. Knowing that my...
Fantasy