C40 Evening primrose

I didn't have time to think about it. I quickly jumped into the bed. My pants and stockings were clutched in my arms.

He did not care about the sticky feeling anymore as the blanket was tightly covering him.

My head was under the covers, and I could see nothing but the thumping of my heart.

"Crack!"

The lock clicked, followed by the sound of the woman's bare feet pacing the floor