𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞

ꜱʟᴇᴇᴘᴏᴠᴇʀ

Without locking it, I walked into the bathroom and shut the door. I trusted that Enrico wouldn't do nothing, but even if he did, I wouldn't mind it.

I stripped nude and got into the shower. Since I didn't have a shower last night because I was so damn tired, I decided to take one today.

Even though Enrico would never admit it, I'm sure I stunk. If Luca were here, he would embarrass the fuck out of me.

As the hot water reached my skin, I wasted no time, getting to work. I didn't know how long Enrico would be, but I didn't wanna take too long.

Now that I think about it, I still haven't gotten over everything. Being alone in silence gave me time to reflect on my weekend.

Luca took me out of my house to spoil me as well as getting my apartment decorated. I was able to spend a relaxing day with my best friend on my own.

Even though I didn't want anything, Rome helped set up the party and got me gifts. He even went out of his way to get me an expensive ass gift card.

I really had the best friends ever.

Enrico Bernardi surprised me with a party and lavish gifts, both expensive and inexpensive. After that, he gave me a good rough fuck, which left me sore and sensitive.

Not to mention the next day, he expresses his like for me and asks me out on a date. I mean, am I dreaming or what?

Isn't this all a woman can ask for?

Just the thought of this past weekend had me cheesing in the shower. With a shake of my head, I turned off the water.

Before putting a towel around myself, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. Hickies had invaded my breasts and chest.

How did I not notice this before?

I couldn't get mad because the darker ones were lower and easier to hide. However, that man is a leech.

Wrapping the towel around me and drying myself off, I walked back into my room. Rico was nowhere to be found, so I figured he was either still in my apartment or had left.

I shrugged it off and walked to my closet. I pulled out a black lace satin pajama set and threw it on my bed. I also pulled out new panties and disregarded a bra.

I drenched my body with lotion before putting on my underwear and pajamas for the night. I put on some deodorant and perfume, smelling lovely.

I walked into the kitchen not bothering to put on socks. My feet looked alright. They needed to be repolished, but it wasn't nothing too ugly.

Before Enrico got home, I planned on making dinner for the two of us. I decided to prepare homemade pizza for the two of us.

It was simple and quick, which was exactly what I wanted. I started creating my own pizza dough. Because I wanted to have a variety of options, I made a lot of dough.

The options available for tonight would include strimp, mushroom and spinach, chicken and bacon, pepperoni, and cheese.

I hoped Enrico enjoyed these selections, but if not, he could always stick with the pepperoni or cheese, which are the more 'normal' pizza toppings.

As I cooked, I hummed to imaginary music, wishing that I could've played music before I started cooking. When I finished a pizza, I would occasionally start dancing.

I let out a frightened scream when I turned around and faced an amused looking Enrico. As I stared at him, I gave him a blank look.

"How did you get in? Did you leave the door unlocked?" I questioned, ignoring the fact that he creeped up on me.