B R U C E
Later that night…
Today was…unproductive.
I didn’t get anything accomplished, and I was so distracted by thoughts of Sophie concentrating.
I was hard all day just thinking about the panties still in my pocket, and now that I’m home, I plan to go to my bed and jerk off again to finally get her out of my system.
I purposely waited until it was really late before I left the office. I couldn’t handle another encounter with Sophie today, and I need to have a clear head when I talk to her again.
I walk in the door, and the house is dark and quiet.
As I walk down the hall, I listen for the sounds of Sophie, but there’s nothing. I panic a little, thinking maybe she isn’t home, so I open her door and peek in.
The moonlight casts enough light that I can see her asleep in her bed.
