She needed to feel that again, to make him twitch again. That would be so hot. A few hours of irrelevant conversation and “accidental” touching later, they found themselves outside of her apartment awash with sexual tension.Tell him you’ll call him tomorrow! A few hours later she sipped her third decaf latte and leaned back in relief. After a bit of small talk, during which she found herself sliding closer and closer to him as she brazenly flirted, he suggested that they grab dinner and go for a walk together, and she couldn’t help but agree. Her head had been buzzing lazily with thoughts of sex all day, and the idea of getting dressed and going out to buy Plan B just seemed like so much effort. She pulled up her writeup of the audio from the file to see if it held any clues, but soon wished she hadn’t, because when she read it she became sharply aware of how empty her vagina felt without a cock in it.
