As the day progresses, I decide to just finish unpack and try to get my room to actually look like a room. Maria offers to help, but she has been doing so much since the move. I believe she needs to rest.
Evening approaches. I'm feeling so tired, but my room is looking awesome. I will just stop here for now. Almost everything is in order. The only thing remaining is to work on my bathroom. This house is very nice. Four bedrooms, five bathrooms. Every room has their own bathroom. The extra bathroom is right across from my room.
I, quickly, shower. I want to relax, fall asleep in front of the TV, or have phone sex with my ex from the city. I grin. I know karma will catch up to me. I am just playing these bitches left, right, and center.
Exiting the extra bathroom, I stop in my tracks. My eyes go wide. Am I seeing right? Straight down the hall is Maria's room. It is opened. Maria is there undoing my father's neck tie. The look on her face is not one a maid would have for her employer. Neither is taking off his necktie a part of her job description.
I move, quietly, and escape to my room. I fall back against the door. What was that? Did I see intimacy? Have I ever seen Maria and my dad looking so happy? I do not want to overthink. Maybe it is just a one-time thing. Pushing it to the back of my mind, I get dressed quickly. I prop myself between my pillows and pick up my phone.
Stacey answers on the first ring. She is hesitant at first, but after about two minutes of persuasion, she gives in. Nobody does phone sex better than Stacey. After being on the phone for about an hour and hearing Stacey's low moans for about five minutes, I am ready to call it a night. Making false promises to call her again, I'm drifting off to sleep.
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Unintentional
RomanceThe new student met her English teacher, and was intrigued almost instantly. What she thought would be a fun tease, turned into so much more. The teacher tried her hardest not to care, not to give in, but Destiny (or is it Karma) had a different pla...
