Drunken decisions

Helen's POV

The only thing that I could think of as I drove home later that day was the fact that I had not only kissed Fernando but had also made out with him.

Hell, he had even been on the brink of inserting his finger inside me.

"What the fuck were you thinking, Helen?" I asked no one but myself as I slammed the steering wheel, like it was the cause of my problems.

Like it was the one that had made me so shameless and horny and desperate for Fernando's touch.

My body had betrayed me so damn much in his presence.

I was thankful that I had gotten half a mind to regain awareness and realize that Fernando and I were romancing each other, before things went too far.

However, for some reason, the thought of him actually fucking me caused my pussy to cream with moist desire again.

Christ, I was totally becoming a nymphomaniac.

I had kept it all in for half a decade, I had never even fingered myself once, even during my ovulation cycle when the arousal was more intense.

But withi