The next morning…
Karen's lips gapped as a sigh dragged from the depth of her chest, arching slightly as an aching sensation of satisfaction rippled through her body to stream down to her leg.
Her thighs — barely hidden underneath her short nightdress — squeezed together tightly to the pulsating tingle that felt like a consequence, having a moist feeling of her undergarment.
Karen paused.
Drawing in a deep breath as her consciousness slowly aligned to the reality, her eyes fluttered open; her body felt heavy and stiff.
With the warm morning rays sipping from between the slim gap of the curtains, Karen's eyes slowly trailed over the dark high ceilings.
Her chest still rose and fell in short intervals with her skin still warm and sensitised despite regaining consciousness.
It wasn't until her breath lessened, did she notice the corners of her lips dragged back into a smile that she didn't own.
Reality slowly dawned on her with a sheen of sweat coating her skin.
