He messages her and seems to know what she's been up to

As Felicity lays there coming down from her intense orgasm, her phone pings. She reaches for it, excited as she sees a new message from him already.

“I bet you have cum already, bad bad girl” it reads, and she can only grin at being caught out. She quickly replies with a blushing face emoji, sure he will know it’s acknowledgement that he is correct.

“I know naughty girls like you cannot help yourself. We will have to keep you busy on Friday won’t we” he responds. She quickly sends “yes please” back to him, and waits, watching her phone but this time there is no immediate reply from him.

She doesn’t mind that he hasn’t responded this time, satisfied that she will see him Friday anyway. So with a watchful eye on her phone in case he does message her again, she finally gets up from her bed and heading off to her ensuite, deciding she really needs a shower.

Fresh from the shower and a change of clothes, she spends the rest of the afternoon just lazing around, messaging friends, fighting the urge to message him again, or to tell her friends about him, deciding that for now he should be her little secret.

A few hours later her parents return, and she heads back downstairs to say hi, engaging in the usual small talk as her mum asks her what she’s been up to, and checking she’s eaten. Until Felicity finally makes her excuses that she needs to get stuff ready for school in the morning and disappears back to her room.

And before she knows it, the evening is over and she gets herself ready for bed, wishing it was already Friday. She looks at his messages one more time, fingers hovering over her phone as she debates if she should send him one last goodnight message, but resists the urge again. Instead she slips into bed, suddenly ready for sleep after the day she has had.