Ayla sat on the edge of her bed, her heart pounding in her chest as she stared at her phone. The name on the screen made her stomach twist with a cocktail of excitement and apprehension. Bill. Her first love, her first everything. The man who had introduced her to the pleasures of the flesh, who had made her cum harder than she ever thought possible. And now, five years after their explosive relationship had ended, he was reaching out to her.

With a shaky hand, Ayla unlocked her phone and opened the message. “Hey, it’s been a while. I’ve been thinking about you a lot lately. Wondering if you’d be interested in meeting up, for old times’ sake?”

Ayla bit her lip, her mind racing. She knew she should ignore the message, delete it and move on with her life. But the memories of their time together were still so vivid in her mind. The way he had touched her, the things he had done to her body… She couldn’t deny that a part of her still craved him.

Before she could second-guess herself, Ayla typed out a response. “I’m free this weekend. Your place?”

Bill’s reply was immediate. “I’ll pick you up at 8. Don’t wear anything under your dress.”

Ayla’s pussy tightened at the command in his words. She knew she was playing with fire, but she couldn’t help herself. She needed to feel his hands on her body again, to taste his lips and feel his cock inside her.