Oh, there's a real tease you can think of who'd you'd love to finally show a good time. Or punish. Or both.

Well … if you don’t know if it’s SAFE, per se … doesn’t it make sense to test that out on someone you don’t really like all that much?

Not that you don’t want to fuck her, but Georgianna used to be such a frustration. You had quite a few classes in college together, and while you know most imagined scenarios where your sexual frustration made you think women were teasing you were patently false, Georges’ never were. She figured out early that you were easy to fluster, and enjoyed hitching her pants a little lower so you could see what kind of panties she had on, or not wearing a bra when she’d be sitting across from you in late spring when the AC was on blast, or uncrossing her leg with a skirt and no panties when only you were looking.

You know she wanted you to fuck her. She wasn’t subtle about it. But you didn’t appreciate when the teasing started turning into taunting, into name-calling, into just casual cruelty to try to provoke a reaction out of you. You still imagine the time she brushed her ass up against you in an elevator and called you a little-dicked coward when you didn’t take her lead. A common masturbation fantasy you’ve had is slamming her up against that elevator wall and letting what happens happen so you can feel satisfied and prove to her you’re nothing of the sort at the same time.

God, she was hot, though. Petite, but still curvy, with long, glossy black hair, that soft, brown skin she was so fond of showing you just a bit too much of, her absolute black pools of eyes, and just an impeccable sense of timing for when you fuck with you or egg you on. If you hadn’t been afraid of hurting her, you’d have completely wrecked her ass back in the day.