When the morning rays peeped inside the window and fell on me, I slowly opened my eyes and yawned.
All the events of last night flooded my mind and my face turned red. I still remembered how I was taking his name and asking him to touch me more and even swore to him for that.
As embarrassing as the thought was, it would be a lie if I would say that I have not enjoyed it. Though i know that this was not actual sex, yet i was intoxicated that i did not know how would i bear it when it would happen in reality.
I sat up slowly on the bed when I felt the place beside me had long turned cold. I looked around but he was nowhere to be seen.
I lowered my head and checked my dress. It was a relief that I was still dressed and my clothes were still in moving condition.