Chloe awoke. There was someone in bed with her. She blinked her eyes against the piercing sunlight that was flooding the room. The realization struck her that something hard was pressing between the cheeks of her bare bottom. It continued to probe. Chloe gasped; no mistaking what it was; and it was causing exquisite sensations. She scanned the room for clues to his identity and took in her discarded clothes along with an unfamiliar denim jacket. Her head pounded with the after effects of too much drink. In her dreamy, hungover state she felt the stirrings of arousal. Something was holding her back from doing the sensible thing, to turn round and discover his identity. Behind her she heard the steady breathing of a man who was still asleep. That would buy her some time until she decided what to do. While waiting for the stranger to awaken she pieced together yesterday’s memories. Since finishing law school two months ago she had been touring around Australia. She had taken the ten-hour bus journey yesterday, from Sydney to Byron Bay, the notorious hippy resort on the east coast. Yes, she remembered now, getting off the bus in the evening. Sweaty and tired she had made her way to the nearest bar. And then? Images floated into focus, it was coming back to her, gradually now. Her eyes felt dry and she was in dire need of a coffee. She had met a man, an English man, they had had several drinks. He had been amusing, with a dry sense of humor. And then? Had they made love? Chloe had not the faintest recollection of that occurring. With a sense of dread she hoped that they had not. It was not something she was in the habit of doing, sleeping with strange men the first night she met them. ..[continue reading]..
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