Angela

I was still really worried about my neighbors since I was a professor and Ben was a student. He showed up at night and left early in the morning, but that wasn’t enough for me. So, I booked a hotel room for us. It was Friday, so we had the whole weekend, and I texted him the info.

As soon as I was done with my classes, I headed over there. I stopped by the home to shower and get dressed up. This was, technically, the first date like the thing we’d done. I was almost sure we’d just spend the whole weekend in the hotel room fucking, but I was still going out to some swanky hotel with a hot guy, even if he was more than a decade younger.

I’d been going along with this and having fun because I wasn’t thinking too deeply about any of it, and I wasn’t going to start just yet. This was the happiest I’ve been since the divorce, then moving, and I didn't want to give it up to rational thinking just yet. Before then, I wanted to spend as much time as possible with Ben.

Half an hour after I arri