My eyes fluttered opened to the sun peaking in through a gap in the drapes. The realization hit that it was morning and my time with Jisoo had come to an end. She lay beside me her body rising and falling as she breathed softly. She was lying on her stomach her arms beneath her head looking as peaceful in slumber as a newborn baby. Her hair was in complete disarray and her skin was flawless. I kissed her lightly on the cheek. It was my goodbye to her. I knew if we had a proper goodbye it would result in us sleeping together again. I watched her as I slid closer to the edge. When she didn't stir, I rolled off the bed. I caught myself before I made too much of an impact.
After grabbing the sheet from underneath her unconscious body to wrap around myself, I crept into the bathroom. It hit me just then that I didn't have any clothes. They were being cleaned. Our clothes were picked up late last night they should be cleaned by now. I used the phone to call housekeeping. The friendly voice on the other end informed me that the clothes were in fact cleaned and said she'd deliver them as soon as possible. While I waited, I crept into the bathroom and brushed my teeth. Then I ran my fingers through my tangled, coarse hair trying to manage the thick waves. I tied my hair back into a ponytail and not too long after the door bell sounded. I wrapped myself in a housecoat and snaked into the front room.
"Thank you," I uttered appreciatively to the woman. Who had brought our clothes cleaned in a garment bag.
I didn't want to stay longer than necessary, so I decidedthat I would shower at home. Quickly, I dressed myself then found a pen and a small notepad to write a note. Writing Jisoo a note after what transpired between us was laughable but I couldn't leave without saying goodbye.
It was a pleasure spending time with you. I truly appreciate your generosity. Thank you for everything. - Roseanne Park
I slinked back into the bedroom to grab my purse, when I noticed that Jisoo was no longer in bed. Fuck I turned on my heels and there she was. Standing in the front room naked. No pants. No boxers. No housecoat. Nothing. She acted like wandering around naked was customary for her. It was a hard task not stare at her length. I spent the most invigorating and sexually satisfying night of my life with her but I still hadn't gotten used to how well-endowed it was. Not just big, length-wise but width as well.
"You're not wearing pants," I inferred.
"You were going to leave without saying goodbye? Or thanks for the fuck?" she growled venomously catching me completely off guard.
"I don't see the point of dragging this out. It's daylight. Our time is finished."
"I understand that you have to leave. What I don't understand is why you felt you had to sneak out?"
I hesitated. I knew exactly why I was sneaking out I just didn't want her to know my reason. She arched her brow urging me to speak.
"Because I'm afraid we're going-"
" fuck?" she blurted out.
My eyes wandering down to her crotch. I wondered why in the hell she wasn't dressed.
"Can you please put some pants on? It's distracting."
she smiled as she slinked closer. "I'm distracting you?"
I stepped back. "Yes."
She swiftly eliminated the space between us. Her bare chest was brushing against mine before Jisoo caught the back of my thighs and hauled me against her chest. It happened so quickly a surprised noise escaped my lips. My thighs were open pressed against her bare skin. The brash contact was so incredible that instead of brushing her off, I clung to her body.
"Put me down," I muttered timidly.
All of my self-control was slipping away as she leisurely slid her erection against the lips of my sex. My body shuddered beneath her skillful slides of pleasure. I shut my eyes searching for some control. Searching for my willpower.
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Sin City ( Chaesoo G!P 18+ ) ✅
Fanfictionan addictive , destructive and eciting affair between a Married woman and a womanizer Warning !! ( Excessive mature content ) If your uncomfortable please get the fuck out of here. Chaesoo gip adaptation all credit goise to real author story is no...