“Hmmm.”
I moan in the shower, starting to move my hands over my body, eventually getting to my now flaccid dick. It had started to rise during the dance, and even during our talk in the club. Her mouth was so close to mine, and it sent shivers throughout my entire body.
I play with myself for a couple minutes, but I’m too tired to actually get anything done. Instead, I climb out of the shower, dry off, and put on a fresh pair of boxers.
Once in bed, I sigh loudly. I really hope I can somehow find Alexa, while focusing on keeping the board happy at the same time.
Suddenly I hear my phone vibrate on my bedside table. I shoot up, lunging for it in hopes that Alexa magically found me.
But it isn’t her. It’s someone from work texting me last minute information on the meeting in the club, probably some notes I don’t need to worry about til morning.
I sigh aloud again. This really isn’t my fucking night, is it?
It takes some time for me to drift off to sleep.