Paint the town blue

Chapter XVII

I woke up at the alarm and instinctively reached for the pillow where I had left my phone yesterday. But not finding the gadget in its place, I sat up and immediately looked at the bedside table - there was a phone lying peacefully on it, from which the alarm clock melody, which was annoying to stupefaction, was ringing out loud. Taking it in my hands, I turned off the alarm and lay back down again. I urgently need to install cameras, because I remember for sure that I left my phone on my pillow. And I definitely couldn't put it on the bedside table myself. I was asleep. Even without pills, but I was asleep!

After lying down for a while and trying to figure out how it happened, but not finding a logical explanation, I sighed heavily and got out of bed. It's time to take a shower, drink coffee and get back to work.

Stretching and getting out of bed, I walked slowly towards my bathroom, but my attention was attracted by the slightly ajar door of my room. I probably didn't lock the door yesterday, as I did earlier. But why is it ajar? Yuki was sleepwalking again and tried to open the door again, only now did he succeed? No, I definitely need cameras.

Closing the door, I finally reached the bathroom, where I undressed and entered the shower stall. The cool water flowed pleasantly down my still sleepy body, dragging the last notes of sleep and slight fatigue into the drain. I rested my forehead against the tiled wall in front of me and closed my eyes, and both not quite decent, but very pleasant thoughts, memories and fantasies immediately began to climb into my head. Maybe I've been suppressing my natural desires for too long and now my body has decided to hint to me that it's time for me to "relax"?

I remembered how Max and I took a shower together and how I felt then, and I felt a pleasant tension in the lower abdomen. Remembering his languid sighs and my moans, I placed my hand on the aroused flesh by itself. Candid shots of our intimate life flashed before my eyes, and my sighs and quiet moans were drowned out by the noise of the pouring jets. My body seemed to burn in contrast to the cold water, and because of the fantasies, my head was blown off. It was as if I felt his touch on my body again, his kisses on my neck, his hoarse breathing in my ear. That alone was enough for me to finish a bit too soon. Bu hell, I feel that I much-needed that.

When I was done with the shower, I left the stall and went to the mirror. I looked at my reflection and smiled a little - the same tired look, but at least the bags under my eyes aren't so noticeable anymore. Still, a good sleep makes wonders with a person's appearance.

After leaving the bathroom, I dressed for work: dark blue jeans and a beige sweatshirt without any labels. After combing my slightly curling hair, I grabbed my glasses from the shelf and left my bedroom.

Yuki was no longer in the kitchen, but there was a note, a plate of ham and cheese sandwiches, and coffee that hadn't had time to cool down yet. "I had to go to the restaurant early, so pardonne-moi. See you tonight! ;)". Briefly and clearly, that's what Yuki is all about. I smiled and sat down at the table, starting my breakfast. I can't even remember the last time I had a proper breakfast - I usually either have no appetite or I'm having just a cup of coffee. Only occasionally did Yuki manage to stuff something edible into me in the morning, but today, for some reason, I had no desire to skip the morning meal. Either I'm really hungry, or this is one of the consequences of my morning shower and it's...let's call that "moments of pleasure".

While I was having breakfast, Logan called me. It's strange that he's calling me instead of texting. And even early in the morning. Something happened? Without hesitation, I answered the call from the IT guy.

"Hello? Did you miss me so much that you decided to call instead of waiting at work?"

"Wow, and you're in a good mood this morning, and you're also so flirtatious. Did you jerk off?"