The brunette was somewhat surprised to see the dark-haired man in front of her house, who simply said:"Tom... What are you doing here?"To which the dark-haired man sarcastically replied:"Katherina, I'm also delighted to see you."The brunette noticed his sarcastic tone and said:"I... I apologize, I just didn't know you were coming or anything like that.""It's alright, Katherina. I didn't inform you or anything of the sort.""Adding to the fact that you've never been to my house before," Katherina said, and the opposite nodded. He had never been to her house before, not even remotely, so in that regard, she was right.Tom spoke:"You're right. But I came for something...""And what would that something be?" she asked, somewhat curious."This," he replied with his trademark smile before running towards his red Cadillac, retrieving a beautiful bouquet of white tulips and several colorful balloons that were haphazardly floating above it. Once he had what he needed in his hands, he ap

With that said, both opponents looked towards the court entrance and indeed, there came the brunette. They simply stopped talking about the subject and tried not to burst into laughter about it. Katherina walked towards them, more precisely towards the dark-haired one, who smiled at her, opened his arms to embrace her when she was already in front of him. Katherina embraced him back with a smile."Hello, beautiful." The dark-haired one said, giving her a chaste but tender kiss on the forehead and lips. Harrison and Laya, who were behind the brunette, chuckled at their friend's behavior and how the brunette fell for it. Tom glared at both of them, silently urging them to control themselves, and with a gesture beneath his hand, he asked them to step back, even if just a little, and they did. He focused on the brunette once again. "How are you?" he asked, caressing her hands when they stopped hugging.Katherina took a deep breath and responded after exhaling."I'm doing fine. But, the th

Clara looked at her daughter, not understanding why she had let out that sudden exclamation. So she asked her:"What's wrong, my dear?"Katherina responded, trying to speak in a normal tone."Nothing, Mother. It's just... This dinner is wonderful, it makes me happy... Seeing Tom's father enjoying himself, that's all."Upon hearing this, the parents of the dark-haired boy and her own parents looked at each other and smiled, happy that she felt that way. However, in reality, the brunette was desperately trying to get Tom to stop what he was doing, but it seemed impossible.Katherina spoke again as the adults refocused on their conversation. She looked at the dark-haired boy."Enough, Tom," she pleaded in a low tone, pretending to adjust herself in her chair, but it wasn't about that. Katherina reached for a beer on the table and took a long sip, trying to hide her stifled moan from the rest.Tom noticed and chuckled a bit, asking her, "Is the diet beer tasty, sweetheart?" His mocking to

After their encounter at the dark-haired father's house, several days passed where Katherina and Tom were inseparable, both at university and on park outings, filled with laughter, anecdotes, and jokes. It seemed like nothing could tear them apart, especially when the dark-haired guy had asked the dean a few days earlier to place him in philosophy and Spanish classes, not so much because he liked them, but because the brunette was in those classes. They often got distracted by silly things or engaged in brief kisses, making sure the professors didn't see them, or indulging in that typical distraction where the brunette was next to the dark-haired guy and she reached for his crotch, playing with the bulge, getting back at Tom for something he had done days ago. That, and other things, they did when no one was watching.They seemed like the explosive couple of the moment. But now, in the present, something was off. Katherina had been absent from classes for several days - four to be exa

Katherina woke up at six o'clock as she would go to the hospital at that time to visit her father. She tried to silence the alarm but failed. She moved and found her head resting on her chest, hearing the steady beats of her heart. Her leg was over her groin, and she could feel what her friend Belinda used to say about an erection. She chuckled softly at the thought. His hand was on the brunette's knee, keeping her leg in place, while his other arm tightly wrapped around her waist. When she tried to move, Tom tightened his grip and murmured something incomprehensible in his sleep.Katherina moved her arm and touched his stomach, ignoring those murmurs she couldn't understand."Sweetheart, it's six o'clock," she whispered, touching him again when the dark-haired man didn't open his eyes. "Tommy..." she whispered again.Tom grunted and tightened his grip, shifting and causing Katherina to end up on top of him. She could feel his erection pressing between her legs even more than before.