THE JOB 4 – No limits.

As I leave my neighbor’s house, I can already feel it.

The feeling of being unfulfilled, the desire for sex that grips my whole body and makes it vibrate.

I am by no means disappointed by the visit. It was fantastic and extremely arousing. I don’t want it to go any faster with Oriana and Simon.

They are like an orgasm that I can prolong as long as I want.

But a body wants more.

The sex craving seems to want to break apart my ribs from the inside, as if I can only breathe in and not breathe out. The feeling is unbearable and delicious at the same time.

I already hate what I’m going to do today, but at the same time, I know I can’t stop it.

One call, one single call, and I know that my desire will find the fulfillment it needs.

The fulfillment today and the downfall tomorrow.

As I change, I try not to touch my breasts or pinch my nipples to the absolute limit of pain.

I want it. I need it. Which is exactly why I don’t.

As I pull on my short skirt, I weaken for a moment and plunge two fingers into my wet pussy. My vagina tightens in anticipation, and my clit is already throbbing.

I massage myself very briefly and think about whether I should perhaps take a shower before I get fucked.

I taste my fingers and decide against it.

I taste just right. Like sex and more sex.

I also know exactly who will love to dip his tongue into my wet center and suck my clit into his greedy mouth.

The only man in the world I should never have contact with again.

My quick call to the bar, which he always visits on Thursdays, confirmed that he was there. That’s all I need to know to make a chance meeting happen.

I’ve never been there before, and Antonio has no idea that I know his new habits so well.

We broke up because our sexual life had simply become too wild and Antonio could no longer control it.

However, the more or less amicable separation wasn’t enough to make me realize how toxic our relationship was.