#Chapter 123: To the Watershed

Charles chuckled and patted my backside. “That it was. You should go clean up. I’ll let you shower first.” “Thanks,” I muttered. I climbed off the bed and hurried into the shower, trying not to leave any of the mess behind me as I did. My body still trembled with desire. So I waited until the hot water was on and the sounds of the shower would mask any indiscretions, and then I put my hand between my legs and finished the job. Being that I was so turned on, there was no way I would spend the rest of the evening comfortably in bed with Charles if I was still that hot and bothered. And the last thing I wanted to do was invite him to go again. I seriously had to get my shit together and figure out what I wanted from family planning. Or, at the very least, he and I needed to have some sort of conversation about contraception. That got me thinking. I wonder if we had been enrolled in any sort of health plan with our jobs at the government? If I was, I could go and get myself on the pil