Succumb to Temptation

When she finally woke up, it was late evening, and she was in her own bed, alone. For a second she thought, I must have been dreaming. No, she knew she been fucked, and not just fucked. She’d be fucked like she’d never been fucked before. Then she noticed the rose on the pillow next to her, and with it a folded paper. She picked up the paper, and opened it. On it, was simple message, “Brenda, you are one amazing women, thank you, I hope we can do this again, Kevin.”

“I hope so too” she said aloud, before falling back onto the pillow.