After a rough day at work, I decided to just unwind and called a girl over. I wasn’t expecting anything special — I just wanted to blow off some steam. When I opened the door, I was literally speechless.
It was my ex.
We broke up pretty badly and hadn’t seen each other in a long time. And now she’s standing on my doorstep in a short dress, looking at me with that same look, and calmly says: “You called? Well, here I am.”
Turning her away would’ve been stupid. And I didn’t want to. I just fucked her the way I’d wanted to for years but never dared while we were together. Hard, dirty, and without any talking. She did everything I told her to, because I paid for it.
What started as a regular call turned into the hottest, most unexpected encounter of the last few years.
