CONSEQUENCES, Pt.3
I woke up Wednesday with a severe boner, apparently from anticipation. Noting that it was nearly 10AM, I texted “Clear your late afternoon, you’ll be busy after 4” and then sat down to a leisurely breakfast. Sarah was thankful her phone was on silent, as she had been enjoying having her man spooned up to her, and it wasn’t until he got up to make breakfast for her that she saw the text, spoiling her mood. She decided she was going to enjoy her day and deal with that later, damn him, and deleted the text. I figured on no response, so I sent another that I knew would get at least a reaction. “Something in a box for you on back porch. You’ll be wearing it later.” I had spent the day off doing …