Vanessa

A sexual excitement within me keeps growing the closer the driver gets to the house. Is it crazy to want Brent to get his revenge for what I did earlier?

I expected Brent to work while driving back to the house. Instead, he sits beside me, caressing my hand. His eyes are closed.

Brent looks sexy with his untied bowtie and half-unbuttoned shirt showing his chest hair. He reclines back, placing his right ankle over his left knee.

I want to kiss him badly, ...