Both let out loud moans and groans as Paige gyrated against Mark. Thirty minutes later, Mark was at Erica’s apartment door, knocking with a bottle of wine in each hand. Mark drove to the closest store that would have a decent wine ***********ion. And then it all came to a crashing halt. He rolled off Paige and onto his back and pulled her on top of him. When she came back from a visit to the bathroom, she sat sideways on the sofa and put her legs over Mark’s lap. The next morning as he was getting ready to leave for work, Mark realized he left his coat at Erica’s apartment in the haste to leave. Erica stood outside the door, lamenting the fact her roommate was having hot sex. “But with nobody out tonight, I’ll probably get off early and just head home.”
“Hey, if you’re getting off, why don’t you grab a drink with me and keep me company, that is if you’re old enough to drink?” Mark said, realizing his half-hearted attempt probably wouldn’t go anywhere.
