You decide to call it a night

For whatever reason, you come to realize that all you want to do is head home early.

“Thanks Liz, but I’m just gonna call it a night.”

You hug her and then head out the door without looking back. The night air is cool and refreshing and you enjoy a leisurely stroll along the street. You hop on a bus back to your neighbourhood and get home without incident.

There is something bothering you, though. A niggling feeling in the back of your mind. It feels like regret.

You strip off your own clothes in the usual, mundane way. Not the least bit sexy, or tantalizing. You realize that Liz really was bold to take on that challenge and follow through. Risking embarrassment to get what she wanted. Why can’t you be more like her?

Before you step into the shower you pull up a picture of her on your phone. {if benefits = true}It’s a memento you took after one of your hookups. She’s sitting naked on your couch, feet drawn up under her body, holding a cup of coffee. Her hair is a mess and she had just been laughing at a joke you made.{else}It’s a post-workout selfie you took with her a couple months back. You are holding the camera and flexing your other arm while she has her back to you and is looking over her shoulder with her arms clasped above her head. The effect really highlights the toned muscles of her back and shoulders, the round shape of her ass, and the thickness of her thighs.{endif} You ogle the curves of her body and the inviting smile on her face. You think of the way she looked onstage in front of all those people.

You set your phone down on the counter and step under the warm water and just let it wash over you for a minute. Then you lather up some soap in your hand and reach for you cock. You get hard quickly; You’ve had plenty of encouragement tonight. You think of Liz and only Liz as your strokes become faster and faster. Soon your breath becomes ragged. Your balls tighten up and pull close to your body. You’re squeezing your erection so hard it’s right on the verge of hurting.

Then you pass over the brink and blast several ropes of cum against the tile. The orgasm came quickly but the buildup all evening made it intense. Your body tingles in the aftermath. You watch as your spunk is washed down the drain. You grab some body wash and lather the rest of you.

After rinsing off you step out, dry yourself off, and get ready for bed. As you drift into sleep you can’t help but feel like this could have gone better.