The Bad Tenant Ch. 16
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Jess’s phone alarm pulled her from a fitful sleep full of fragmented dreams. She’d tossed and turned all night, drifting between shallow sleep and anxious wakefulness, her mind refusing to settle. Tom’s side of the bed was empty. He’d left for work already, his early morning departure a blur in her half-conscious state.
As she reached for her phone to silence the alarm, images from yesterday’s poolside session immediately flooded her consciousness. Her naked body on the lounger, Bob’s fingers inside her, the squirting orgasm, her hands on his cock, the mess of semen covering her hand and forearm.
“Oh god,” she murmured, dropping the phone onto the bed and covering her face with her hands.
She couldn’t think about it now. Not when she had a full day of work ahead of her, meetings to attend, decisions to make.
Jess dragged herself from the sheets and padded across the carpet toward the bathroom. In the mirror, her reflection startled her. She looked alive, vibrant even, when she should have looked tired from sleep deprivation. There was a flush to her cheeks, a brightness to her eyes that seemed completely at odds with her emotional turmoil.
She reached for her toothbrush, beginning her morning routine.
Stepping into the shower, she turned the water hotter than usual. As steam filled the glass enclosure, Jess closed her eyes and let the water wash over her face and body.