Chapter 37 Thirty-seven

• Carol
• As I lie there, dazed but ready for more, Evans undoes the knot holding up his silk pajama pants and kicks them off. His boxers fall next. He fishes around in his pocket and produces a condom.
• I'm a little disappointed that the strip show ends there—in all of my fantasies, I've tried to imagine him without his shirt on—but as he kneels between my legs on the bed, his stiff cock juts out beneath the hemline of his t-shirt, and my attention is instantly seized by it.