True to my word I pulled up outside their house and knocked on the door. She must have been waiting for me because the door opened almost straight away.

‘Spencer’ she smiled as she took in my sweaty appearance. I had my hair back in a pony and my blue running shorts on. I also had on a black sweat top that was cut off just above my belly button. I knew I looked hot, in more ways than one!

She didn’t look too bad either. She had on a similar boxer and camisole combination as before. This time in red. I think she likes red….

‘Hi’ was all I said as I pushed past her and into the house. I’m going to keep calling it a house rather than a mansion….mansion makes me feel inferior!

She looked a bit surprised at my boldness but that was nothing compared to her expression when I whirled round as she followed me down the hall and pushed her against the wall.

‘Mmmmph’ was the only sound she was capable of making as we made out with increasing fervour. My endorphins were pumping from the exercise and my body was on fire. Her moans were reminding me of our previous encounter and I very much wanted to continue from where we had left off. Given her state of almost undress when she answered the door I think she’d had the same idea.

At this very moment I had pressed her slightly smaller body against the cool wall of the hallway. We were well matched. Her hands were in my hair, pulling me deeper into the kiss.

I can’t explain what drove me. I had been thinking about our last encounter and about all the things I wanted to do but hadn’t. My mind had been turning endless loops as I was running and I’d pushed myself hard to get the images out of my head. All this made for a very, very aroused Spencer.

I had been thinking about how she had tasted and that I wanted more of the sweet substance on my tongue. I wanted to dip it into her, push it inside and feel her heat wrap around the muscle.

I had been thinking of all the different ways I could touch her body and make it move beneath my finger tips in waves of pleasure.