Chapter 2
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Reassure Kyla
"hey! its totally okay!" I say, managing to **** a smile onto my face, "at least we both know how gross that smoothie tasted now! - no need to act all embarrassed about it!" Sheesh, Kyla could be so childish sometimes....
She seemed to relax a little after my joke at least, almost as if some kind of weight was lifted from her shoulders.
Fuck shes so cute when she gets all flustered… I move over to the burgundy sofa we usually share, making space for her to sit besides me, there’s nothing better in the evening than relaxing as we talk about our days - I clear my throat trying to get rid of that air of awkwardness from earlier. "Anyways... did you want me to order you something for dinner?" I try to ask her kindly, thinking maybe some food could help with the conversation flow - only to be met with a soft, slightly breathy "no thank you…I'm already full..." oh. I didn't realise she’d already had something, but it makes a lot of sense I suppose, what with that horrible smoothies taste still lingering in my mouth... like ew! What the hell Kyla!
“It’s alright don’t worry” I reassure her “I had a snack earlier so I’m not really all that hungry either.” I flash her a quick smile “come sit with me - I want to hear all about your day!” I pat the sofa invitingly. After a moment of deliberation she relents and sinks into the sofa besides me, I wrap my arm around her shoulder, looking forwards to our evening cuddle - as i move closer a strange smell suddenly assaults me - I didn’t notice it before what with our kiss being so brief, but Kyla smells kind of musky and strange today, not only that but the arm I wrapped around her had found her usually pristine white blouse slightly damp, with a definitive wet patch under her arms, was she really sweating this much? I don’t remember her job being physically demanding… “They must be working you pretty hard huh?” I ask inquisitively, only for her quickly jerk away from me, as if realising she had made some kind of mistake…
She quickly composes herself again, reaching for my arm and swiftly removing it from its usual resting spot, bringing it round until she can clasp my hand in her lap. “Y-yeah, I think the air conditioner broke down in the office today - sorry!” she says a tad bit embarrassed, before she comes to a decision of sorts in her head. “Actually I think I’m just gonna take a shower and head straight to bed tonight sweetie” she says with a tired smile before quickly getting up and hurrying to the bathroom before I have time to protest her very sensible decision. Damn it. I suppose sex is off the table tonight… I wallow in my misery for about 5 seconds, before standing up and moving to tidy the landing she’d managed to get all dirty - not to mention that Kyla had left her heels in the middle of the floor! someone had to keep these things tidy after all…
Whatever am I going to do with this woman I think with a smile.
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The story of Kyla
Your girlfriend Kyla comes back from work one day, she claims she's a bit tired when you try to ask her for sex, and heads off to bed alone. Later that same night you stumble upon the jacket she had worn to 'work' - Only to discover that the soft black leather jacket she had been wearing, a first year anniversary gift that YOU had given her, had been stained by what appears to be cum...
Updated on Aug 23, 2025
Created on Jul 26, 2025
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