I remember the sound of the beer bottles clinking as he left, the promise of a quick escape. ‘We have 15 minutes,’ I thought, a smile playing on my lips. The wicker chair creaked as I shifted, the sun warm on my skin. I was already imagining what was to come, the thrill of the forbidden.
Anticipation in the Afternoon
The greenery around me seemed to whisper secrets, the potted flowers adding a touch of color to our clandestine meeting. I could almost hear the distant hum of the city, a reminder of the world outside our little sanctuary. But here, on this balcony, time seemed to slow down, each second stretching into a delicious eternity.
The Countdown Begins: 15 Minutes of Bliss
I glanced at the railing, the metal cool under my touch. The building in the distance stood as a silent witness to our secret. I leaned back, the purple outfit clinging to my curves, and let the anticipation build. It was a game, a dance of desire, and I was the choreographer. The thought of what was to come sent a shiver down my spine, a mix of excitement and nerves. But mostly, it was the thrill of the unknown, the promise of a quick, intense connection. And then, the sound of his footsteps, the crunch of gravel under his feet. I stood, my heart pounding, ready to embrace the moment. The 15 minutes were ours, a stolen slice of time in the midst of a busy day. I knew exactly what I wanted, and I was going to make the most of every second.
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