That night I had a feeling. A feeling of, not love, but wanting. I wanted mark. I paced back and forth in my room and finally I looked at the phone. I stared and stared and stared. It was 11:30 PM but I did it anyway. I called him.

Ring... Ring... Ring... "Hello?". I was shocked that mark answered. I said in a calm voice. "I want more..." He said that he would be here in a little bit and hung up. I thought about bailing. But instead I got ready. I took a shower, brushed my teeth, shaved, and put on my sexiest cloths.

After I was done i sat on the couch and waited. Knock.. knock... Knock... I stood up took a deep breath and walked to the door. It was Mark. He said "Heyyy" and he grabbed my shoulders. He asks "Are you sure?" And I say yes.

He then quickly leans in and our lips meet. His lips are so soft and tender. He starts using his tongue. Mark is a great kisser. He reaches his hand down and starts rubbing. I moan a little at a time. He stops moves his head back and says "wait, you've already had your turn."