Eyes on her

Adrian’s pov

The first thing that drew my attention was Diana's voice. I didn't see the lady's face that night, but her voice was quite different. Was it that the duration of seeing her again couldn't help me reconcile her voice? I was still in my room thinking about the lady when I remembered that she called my house phone. I sat in my room, lost in thoughts of her, when I remembered that she had called my house phone. Curiosity got the better of me, and I went to check the number she had used. To my surprise, the number she called from was different from the one she had given me. This discovery left me feeling skeptical about Diana. I couldn't help but question her motives and the truth behind her actions.

The following day, as I continued my exercise routine, Diana entered the gym wearing a revealing nightgown. The contours of her breasts were visible, and she approached me with a seductive smile.

"Good morning, dear," she greeted me.

"Good morning. How was your night? Are y