Is she enjoying this?The kiss is slightly longer than many would consider appropriate. But apparently, neither Liza nor I want to end the moment.But w... eventually parted. Liza’s face suddenly changed into a bit of shock.Fuck, what did I do?! I wanted to kiss her, she’s so sweet… But…Me: I… er…Liza: I… Good night, Aafi.Did I ruin everything?!Liza goes into her room and closes the door. I go back to my room and to stop thinking about what just happened I browse my computer. I got one email from. Did she have to leave? He hoped not. He hoped they wouldn't let her drive.Jen sat on the counter, crossing her legs. Matt stared at her, then looked away when she looked at him. She played with a pen, while some guy talked to her quietly. She didn't look at him. Matt was dying to know what they were talking about. Was he asking her to go back into one of the bedrooms with him?A girl came in suddenly, saying something to Jen. Matt didn't hear the whole thing, except for Ryan's name. Jen turned. Too quickly, we got to the first drop off point and he caught my eye ruefully as he lifted himself out of the cab " I'll be seeing you both tomorrow then", pulling me close for a kiss, the passion taking me by surprise. I could feel your hand probing my fingers more erotically, somehow keeping the rhythm of his tongue. Your reflection in the cabs window was interested, and spurred me onto kiss him back, moving my lips in and out, teasing his tongue. Then the door slammed, and the cab pulled off. Olivia was in agony. One command and she was immobile. No one had ever held her in this state of heightened arousal and control. Olivia was accustomed to being the one in control, the one willingly giving up control when it suited her. This was different. The wetness between her legs began pooling on the leather chair and making her bare skin slippery under her miniskirt. For some reason, she had expected to be the one making her therapist squirm, like with Dr. Hammond. Man, was that guy.