Crossroad

It was Monday already.

The weekend went by too quickly. Why wouldn't it? When Louis and his wife did nothing but tumble about naked in of bed, eat, drink wine and tumble back in bed.

Wendy was exhausted. In a good way. It felt like she had had sex for the many years she had been celibate. She was so sore. I'm a good way.

She stirred in her sleep and opened her eyes and saw she was still in Louis' bed. They had had sex everywhere and had finally landed in his exquisite room.

She smiled and snuggled closer into Louis chest. His chest moved up and down as he took soft breaths. Wendy looked up to see his face. He looked so vulnerable.

If someone had told her the few days ago that she'll be anywhere near Louis' bed, she would have been so sure that the person was a pathological liar.

She closed her eyes and snuggled up even closer. Just then, her phone started to ring. She grabbed the device from the lamp stand before it would wake the man who had pleasured her from his beauty sleep.

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