Waking up in Tiffany’s bed.

“Argh!!” Mark said, jumping up out of the bed.

He’s body still naked was sweating intensely. It took him a moment to work out what was going on, he had been asleep alone in Tiffany’s bed.

Mark was having some heck of a nightmare, one he could barely describe.

Looking around the room, he wiped the sweat from his temple. Although Tiffany wasn’t there when he woke up, a little over five minutes later, she appeared, coming through the door.

Still gorgeous as hell, her hair was up in a neat bun. Tiffany had on running shorts and a black tank top.

“You’re finally up, morning sleepy head.”

“Fuck I feel hungover,” he said, rubbing his eyes.

Tiffany giggled, “Tell me about it, I’ve just been up getting some Panadol, my head felt like it was on fire.”

His memories starting to come back to him. They were both drunk as hell and they had been giving head to each other but he couldn’t remember them going any further.

“Did we umm?” he started to speak, “Did we uhh go all the way last night, we didn’t did we?”

She shook his head, “Almost. You passed out on me, I felt so bad, I may have cut off your breathing a little.”

As good as everything was that happened last night, Mark couldn’t help but regret that they didn’t have sex. After getting a taste of that pussy, he would have begged her to let him fuck her now.

“It’s all good,” he replied, feeling himself stiffen below the sheets with a little morning wood, Mark tested if last night only happened because she was drunk.

He flipped over the sheets, revealing to her his hard member. The head still a little sticky and wet from the evening before. Tiffany looked at with a mix of lust and reluctancy.

“Mark, I uhhh I,” she started stuttering.

What a terrible sign, was last night all because she was too drunk. “It’s okay, just tell me the truth,” he said, covering back up and sitting up in the bed.

“No it’s just... I kind of rushed into things last night with you. I know this isn’t fair on you but I just need a little more time before I do anything like that again,” she explained.

She came up and sat on the side of her bed, right near him.

“So you don’t want to do this sort of thing again?” he asked, feeling like this was Tiffany trying to end things.

“No, no, no, I do, I just need a little more time,” she explained. Tiffany paused for a second before suddenly saying something as if she had just thought of it, “Are you free this holidays? What are you doing over New Years?”

“New Years? Uhhh I dunno, probably nothing,” he replied.

Her face began to brighten a little, “Well, if you can find the time, you would be welcome to come round to my family’s place in New York. They were originally expecting Travis until he got the job overseas so they definitley would be fine with me having you round.”

It was an incredible offer that he didn’t see coming. How cool would it be to be in Time Square with Tiffany on New Years Eve.

He couldn’t 100% guarantee that he would be able to right there and then. Luckily Tiffany saved him on that, “You don’t have to make your mind up now or anything, just let me know when you can,” she said smiling.

“Yeah absolutely, thanks for the offer Tiff.”

“Anytime hun,” she said, giving him a pat on the leg that was covered by the sheets.