Chapter 73 9 His Place

• The next afternoon, I stood in front of Carl’s apartment door with my heart beating fast and my pussy already throbbing with need.
• I had followed his instructions exactly. I wore a short, tight red dress that barely reached mid-thigh. No bra. No panties. Every step I took made me feel the cool air brushing against my bare pussy. I was already wet just from the drive over.
• I knocked softly. Carl opened the door almost immediately. He was wearing a black t-shirt and gray sweatpants. His eyes moved slowly down my body, taking in the dress, my legs, the way my nipples pressed against the thin fabric.