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look at my watch. It isn't the first time I have woken in a strangers bed but at least this time I know where I am, or at least I more or less know where I am.

The bed is new, comfy and with good quality bedding. The rest of the room makes me think of my grandmothers house

There is a chipped Antigue dresser againt wall oppositie and a couple of bent wood chairs. The wallpaper has a William Morris type pantern and the floor is covered by a green fitted carpet, stained and worn bare in places

I slip naked from the bed and suddenly remember last night. I remember him cumming on me. He had pulled out a split second before he came and ejaculated on my tummy and chest

I haul myself to the floor and stand infront of a giant sized mirror proped against the wall.

It looks looks like I fell asleep like this. I shudder, and shudder again and stare at my naked body. I havent shaved in weeks, I lift my arm not there either

I wouldnt normally care but of all the men I have slept with in the last few months this guy I really do like

His office shirt Lies crumpled on the floor along with the rest of his clothes, discarded hastily late last night before we had sex. I pull the shirt over me and it covers enough of my body so as to appear some what decent.

When I find him He is in the kitchen wearing only a pair of boxer shorts, tall, blonde, slim but well toned.

I pause in the doorway taking in the man who fucked me last night

'Morning Charlie ' I croak

" Charles " he replies without turning around..

His back to me I can see he is preparing coffee in one of those old fashioned Italien coffee pots

" Charlie suits you better ' I mutter and grab a cigarette from a packet on the kitchen table and sit myself down

There is the remains of Joint in an oversized ashtray and a packet of condoms on the table too. French condoms, the packning looks a little different from how I remember but I recognise the name from a life time ago.

I snigger to myself remebering Charlie telling me how he traveled a lot on business to France . I try not to think about who he may have fucked there. Although Suddenly his business trip fun seems kind of horny and I feel sort of glad we didnt use Condoms last night

I Am starting to like Charles more. And more

" What you up to today' I ask

" Busy" he replies

I admit to wanting to spend more time with him and sigh disappointrdly to myself.

Charlie sets the coffee on the stove and walks around me. He bends down and kisses me on the neck sending shivers down my spine and then runs his hands over my breasts pulling the fabric of the shirt up and slipping his hand between my thighs.

I part my legs and look up, our mouths lock and He pushes a finger into me causing me to moan loudly and Wonder if he might fuck me again anyway

from Sex with Stragers, eroti wrtings by RC