A Meaningless, Casual Sex Story

From the elevator to the hotel room, their hands and lips scarcely left some part of the other.

“I can’t believe we’re doing this,” he murmured into her neck. “I don’t even know your name!”

“Just remember what we agreed,” she sighed, relishing what he was doing to her. “This doesn’t mean anything.”

“I just hope my wife feels the same way,” he laughed.

She stopped him immediately. “You’re married?”

“Well, yes. Does that matter?”

“How could it not?”

Stepping back, he straightened his coat. “Then I’m out. You seem very confused about whether or not this actually means something.”

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