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Orion has a buried secret and a slowly spreading darkness that threatens to cons...
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Silly little boy.
Did he think he was slick?
I was sitting in front of the window because I couldn't sleep for the life of me. I was admittedly stuck on thoughts of him while simultaneously trying to figure out how I'm going to save my marriage.
Then I felt goosebumps on my arm, and this pinprick feeling at the base of my spine that made me feel on alert. I felt like something, someone, was watching me. I looked to the windows and saw the faintest rustling and a split second of a large, hulking shadow slipping back into the dark.
At first I was worried.
What the fuck kind of twisted motherfucker stares at people through their windows? Many serial killers stalk their victims before they prey on them, wanting to know them more intimately and all the while building up in their deluded minds a relationship that doesn't exist.
I dismiss the thought, knowing that my work can get in my head and create scenarios that are far from the truth.
But then I see it, an extension through the darkness like the shadows had attached a stray limb. Again the shadow came almost as quickly as it went but the figure, the contours, the shape...
It had to be him.
Is he watching me?
Before I can get mad at how wildly inappropriate it is for a student to follow their professor home, a dark and twisted desire coils in my lower belly. Maybe I've spent too much time with serial killers but something about him standing in the shadows, waiting, watching...It makes my pussy clench.
Something tells me this boy is a slave to his impulses, that he sees what he wants and he takes it. A darker part of me wants to remind him who's in control, who can make him so desperate for me that he comes crawling to my window at 11 PM.
I want to make him hard and aching for me. I want to let him see every inch of what will never be his just because I fucking can.
And before I can talk myself out of this crazy train of thought and tell myself that there's nothing out there and it's just my overactive imagination and regular close proximity to criminals, my hand is pulling up my slip and my fingers are in my pussy.
Only moments after I start, my little stalker takes a step forward and suddenly I can see him. I can barely make him out, his face is shrouded in darkness and he's still clinging to the trees, but I can see his hands are gripping his cock.
Yes baby, stroke yourself for me.
The thought of him needing me so bad that my poor impulsive little wolf just couldn't help himself, he came and found me.
Such a desperate little slut for Mommy.
My own internal dirty talk sent me over the edge and I watch as he falls apart with me, my dark knight in the shadows waiting until the Queen calls for him.
