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Chapter 10: Breakfast
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As if touched by the starlight haze of idle whispers, I had nothing going on for me that evening. And seeing the very next day was my day off from work, by Cynthia's moonlit grace, I couldn't pass up this invitation. I was before my wardrobe, scanning through clothes, wondering what to wear as if to silence the thumping of my heart within my chest.I took only essentials for the night. But before I stepped out of my house, I slightly parted the curtains to peep at the neighbourhood like a curtain twitcher on a furtive nighttime hunt. It was still raining, and with the shimmering streets void of any walker, I pocketed my phone and made it out of the house.I made my way to Cynthia's under the weather. I was in a black raincoat which was quite concealing, but even with the gloomy overcast, still, I felt a bit exposed.When I arrived at her door, I tapped the doorbell once and waited. Within seconds, the door opened, and Cynthia, like a celestial spark born from a diamond's sigh, was bef
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It was frigid the next day, thanks to the early morning downpour. I woke with an erect eagerness between my legs to revisit the deeds of last night. A light erotic touch here and there on Cynthia's naked body and with the soft sigh coming from her still figure made me reluctantly release my hand from the shimmering press of her body against mine. She turned slightly to face me. "Good morning," she said with a satisfied grin. "Good morning," I said and got out of bed. I felt her eyes on me as I made my way to the bathroom. I took hold of the well designed faucet and turned it to let out a spray of cold rush that created rivulets all around me. I shut my eyes to the sensation. Cynthia was by the bedside when I got out of the bathroom, pulling the rumpled sheets and running her hands on the surface as if to conceal the silk crash of last night. I moved to dress up. The thought of being with her all day was already making my want hard with desire, it showed through my towel. "What
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Cynthia's home was always in view, and knowing she was just next door ignited a rippling dusk of youthfulness inside me, bringing back the teenager. I became hyper aware of my surroundings, that I had to look to the circumferential houses to be sure no one was peeking through their windows, and to make sure no one I knew was on the street. Still, I knew I couldn't use the front door if I had to give the illusion that I wouldn't be around until Sunday evening.I locked all the doors and carried the bag filled with my essentials as I made my way to the back door. I got out my phone and sent a message to Cynthia.Tim: Hey. I'm ready.Cynthia: Okay. Come through the backdoor.I wore a small smile, pleased that she shared my concern about the neighbours. Now the rest was up to me. I double checked and noted the street was quieter than expected. I crossed the space between Cynthia's home and mine, made it over a low garden wall, then I approached her backdoor. I knocked and Cynthia, a casca
