“The greatest pleasure of life is love.” Euripides
I really don't know what’s wrong with me right now. I feel this weird sensation took control of my body. I feel a sudden urge to please myself, feeling hot and sweaty, like my whole senses heightened.
I can smell my arousal and feel the throbbing pulse painfully tenting my jeans. I feel the same way as that dreadful day, maybe even ten times amplified.
I managed to mask my scent and control myself at Chris’ office while I directed all my lustful desires to a boiling anger and jealousy. But once I left his company, I don't seem to be able to calm my raging pulse.
I reached down with my free hand and palmed myself through the thick fabric of my jeans. The friction was tempting and more arousing but didn't help at all. If I wasn't driving
