Maybe he's still busy. When I got home I immediately cooked and cleaned. Same as before. I ate first because Marco might come home at ten o'clock. It's already eight o'clock, he's still not here!
Until I finished everything and watched television he was still not here. I quickly got bored and turned off the tv. I took off the clothes and hung them on the rack. I showered before going to sleep. The house is very quiet. I was even more sleepy because of that. I'm used to it so it's okay.
Then I examined myself in front of the mirror.My cheeks warmed as I watched my own reflection.I returned the memory of how Marco fuck me. His lips tasted every inch of my skin.The reality fed my mind. My body needs him and my heart beats for him.