1. 21. 1. Interrogation

That weekend, we stayed in bed. At least, most of the time. It just seemed like we couldn't get enough of each other.

And Monday arrived a little too early than I wanted it too.

Leaving for work wasn't easy but somehow we parted or tried to at least.

We texted all day with all the innuendos and lot in the mix. By the time lunch rolled in, Clinton had already came to whisk me away. 

And that is how I found myself in a hot car-sex session half hour later. 

I usually avoid such scandalous methods and would rather wait until I'm home but somehow Clinton is very convincing and I'm just too weak willed to actually say no to him more than twice. 

I totally blame it on our wandering hands. 

Whenever we're in reach of other, we just can't seem to stop. Ever since that night at his mansion, it seems like a whole new level of intimacy has formed between us.