C7 Let me

Touch! Touch! Touch!

I was alerted by the soft touches that I suddenly felt.

I should be alone in my room but why is someone or something touching me? Am I being haunted?

Or am I still asleep?

And the terrifying thing is that the soft hand that is touching me is rubbing against my crotch area.

I know that this is not a dream. I better get up and see who is this.

I hurriedly tried getting up only to open my eyes and feel a splitting headache.

I guess I really was wasted last night.

The mysterious hand keeps on feeling my crotch area but I felt that I still have my underwear on.

I got slightly better from the headache and I was shocked to see that the soft and milky hand that I am seeing is from a very stunning lady.

Wait! This is Dianne! How did she get here? Why is she here?

Ugh! My memory last night is so foggy!

Nothing happened between us, right?

I better ask her why she is with me on the same bed.

So I tried taking a better look at her.

She is currently in my armpit area like a sniffing cute dog.

It seems like she is asleep in my arms!

I can see that she is very peaceful in her sleep so I decided not to move and just try to think about last night.

I checked everything around me and I was embarrassed to see that I only have my underpants on.

She is still dressed fully in her pajamas so I think nothing happened last night.

But why is she here?

Or am I the one who barged in inside her room?

As I can recall, I was making my way to the third floor to look for my room and it was numbered 301.

I glanced at my surroundings only to find out that the room number written on the telephone stand is 307.

Shoot! I messed up again. So this should be Dianne's room.

I feel very thankful to her because it looks like I passed out last night but she took care of me.

Argh! My head really hurts. I really drank too much last night.

As I was holding my head in pain due to the hangover, I heard a murmur.

'Sir. Uh. Uh. You are the best. I am almost there. Moan! Moan!

Yes sir. Take me. Architect Shaun. Take me! Moannn!'

Dianne is sleep talking!

And she is fantasizing about me!!! What is going on?!!!

Hearing her soft moans and the dirty sleep talk she made, my body involuntarily responded.

Yes, my manhood suddenly got energized!

And maybe she is currently climaxing in her dreams, she suddenly gripped the meatstick that made me shriek in sudden pain.

Ouch!!! I exclaimed.

She seemed to be startled awake by my sudden shout of pain and hurriedly got up.

I inwardly thought -

No! Why is this such a cliche thing to happen to me?

Is it really true that the universe plays tricks on us just to make our lives interesting?

But why? Is this karma? Is my sin to my past relationships that heavy?

If that's the case, I have played with the universe for a long time now and I got safe. But I am only human, how can I resist something like this?

As I wondered about why Dianne keeps on appearing in my life these days, she suddenly said, 'You are now awake sir.'

I did not reply. I needed some time to wrap my head around what is happening.

I stared at her unconsciously and she did the same.

It seems like I really can't think straight with her around and with this type of circumstance that we are in.

I waited for her to explain everything that happened.

But I was taken aback when I heard her say -

'I will tell you everything that happened sir but I guess we have a little problem', Dianne said while staring at the lower part of my body.

I followed her gaze and I was embarrassed to see that my manhood is protruding out of my underwear.

I scratched my head in embarrassment but she added another bomb by saying -

'Let me help this angry weapon of yours sir to relax first then I will tell you what happened. Maybe just like last time.'

She did not wait for me to reply and got to business right away.

Swallow!

Ahh! Shoot! Dianne is getting good at this thing!

She did her best in giving me a blow j*b and it really paid off.

After an approximate time of ten minutes, I told her that I am about to finish.

She suddenly stopped and she kept on giving me these mind-blowing things, she flirtatiously said -

'Since this is a special occasion and could be the last time, I am willing to swallow your seeds', then she got back to her business.

Not long after, I was in cloud nine when I finished inside her mouth.

Then I got back from the trap of melancholy.

I am still lying on Dianne's bed and did not say anything.

She went to the bathroom to clean up.

What time is it?

I checked the time and it is currently 11 AM.

F*ck! I regret drinking too much yesterday. I regretted everything.

I have to meet her!

Yes. I have to meet the woman that I care for the most today!

But I messed up, it is past two hours from the time we scheduled to have breakfast together.

Noooo! What have I done?

I hurriedly got up and checked my phone which is on the nightstand and saw that I really messed up big time.

She called me eight times. I also received one voicemail and this could be from her.

I checked the voicemail and what I heard hurt me a lot.

I clenched my teeth and I almost cried.

Is it too late to make it up to her?

Is it too late to fix what has been broken in the past?