TEST DRIVE: A Night of Forbidden Desire

“Wait a minute, Von. Don’t move yet. My legs are shaking.”

“Hahaha.”

“I told you not to move yet. But you’re being stubborn.”

“Hahaha.”

“I am serious. My legs are really shaking.”

“Hahaha. The risk of kangaroo style, I guess.”

“Huh? Kangaroo style?”

“Hahaha. Because you were jumping around a bit.”

“Oh dear. You’re making my legs shake even more!”

“Hahaha. Okay, okay.”

“So, stop laughing.”

“Oops! Sorry.”

“Sorry, sorry.”

“In that case… just put me down. I might fall again.”

“In the bathroom, Von. If you come down here… you want to mop the floor late at night?”

Something crossed Vonda’s mind and she realized where Max’s words were going. Vonda started to giggle, and of course Max got annoyed.

Max squeezed Vonda’s buttocks and frowned. “I told you not to move too much. We could both fall here. My legs can’t take it anymore.”

It was hard for Vonda to hold back her laughter, especially when Max decided to move the next moment.

Still carrying Vonda, Max walked slowly, his legs shaking. He clenched his jaw and inhaled deeply. He began to walk, albeit with unsteady steps. At that moment, Vonda secretly looked down. She wondered.

If I were to fall, would it hurt?

Fortunately, that thought did not come true. Eventually, Max managed to carry them both to the bathroom in Vonda’s room. Right under the shower, Max put Vonda down.

They cleaned themselves up. A few minutes later they came out, each wrapped in a towel. That’s when Vonda spoke.

“Wait. I’ll get your clothes from before.”

Max tried to stop her. “I’ll get them.”

“You said your legs couldn’t take it anymore,” Vonda continued playfully. “Just sit down.”

Blushing with embarrassment, Max decided not to argue any further. He did indeed sit down as Vonda instructed. On the edge of the bed, to be exact. When Vonda left, he squeezed his knees.

“Oh, my goodness. My knees feel so empty right now.”

Vonda returned with their clothes. She handed Max his clothes while she went across the room to put on hers. Meanwhile, Max, who was also getting dressed, could not help but sneak a peek.

Vonda was facing the wall, trying to put on each piece of clothing without letting go of the towel on her body. Somehow the sight made it hard for Max to breathe.

Almost unaware of the situation, Max was lucky to be able to turn his body quickly. Just as Vonda finished and began to move.

Max put on a fake expression as Vonda approached him. He held out his hand and Max returned the towel he had used.

“Do you want something to eat? Maybe sandwiches?” Vonda asked as she returned from putting the towel back in the bathroom. “To keep your legs from shaking.”

Max nodded to Vonda and declined with a lazy and tired expression on his face.

“Instead of eating, I think I’ll just take a little nap. I need to gather some energy. I’m afraid I won’t be able to keep up.”

Vonda, moving toward her vanity, chuckled. Honestly, if she could be honest, it was not just Max who felt his legs were weak. Vonda felt the same, or worse. There was still a lingering feeling in her femininity that almost made her want to collapse on the bed. But she tried to hold herself together so as not to embarrass herself in front of Max.

Deciding to do her skin care routine, Vonda looked at Max through the reflection of the mirror. She said,

“Just go to sleep for a little while. I’ll wake you up later.”

Max yawned, not responding to Vonda’s words, and then actually lay down on the bed.

Looking at Max through the mirror again, Vonda saw that his breathing was gradually becoming more regular and that he was indeed fast asleep. She could not help but smile to herself.

After cleaning her face, Vonda walked over to the bed. With no intention of sleeping, she just wanted to lie down next to Max. She lay on her stomach and watched Max, who was already asleep.

There was a strand of hair that had fallen on Max’s forehead, and Vonda touched it, gently moving the hair back to where it belonged. Vonda realized that it was a first for her to see Max’s tired face in his sleep.

Blinking once, Vonda thought that watching someone sleep was a waste of time. But there seemed to be an exception. For Vonda found it quite… well, enjoyable.

More than pleasant, perhaps. Since an hour had passed before she noticed, Vonda hastily woke Max.

“Max, wake up.”

Max was completely still. He didn’t move as if he was already dead. So, Vonda decided to let Max sleep a little longer.

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Vonda decided to give Max a little more time to sleep. And while she waited, she also laid her head on the pillow. She mumbled to herself,

“Just a little longer.”

*

Max was certain that it was the most restful sleep he had ever experienced in his entire life. Deep and peaceful. Even when he regained consciousness, he felt an incredible lightness. It was as if the weight he had been carrying everywhere had vanished without a trace.

Max’s eyes opened and he looked directly at the ceiling of a room that was very different from his own. He frowned and remembered something.

Vonda’s room?

Max turned around and at that moment he froze. There was Vonda at his side. She was lying with one hand supporting her head, curled up slightly against his chest.

Max swallowed. Vonda was sleeping next to him, in a position that was so intimate. The reality of it suddenly made it hard for Max to breathe.

There was something strange about it, something unfamiliar. Max closed his eyes again. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly. He had to calm down first.

After a few moments Max realized something. That’s why he tentatively tried to pat Vonda’s hand on his stomach.

“Von.”

Vonda stayed still and Max tried again.

“Von.”

Still no answer. Vonda remained asleep.

Max tried again to wake Vonda until his eyes accidentally fell on the wall clock. The time shown by the hands of the clock made him open his eyes.

It’s five in the morning? Oh, my goodness. Did I really sleep?

Max panicked.

It’s still a workday. I have to go to the office. Oh, no.

Trying to wake Vonda again, Max finally gave up. He used his last option. Slowly and carefully, he tried to free himself from Vonda’s embrace.

Gently and carefully, so as not to disturb her sleep, Max repositioned Vonda’s body on the bed. This included freeing her hand from under her head.

Max took a long breath. He stood up, grabbed his jacket, put it on and checked that he had not left anything behind.

With the intention of leaving immediately, Max’s steps were stopped after only two steps. He paused for a moment and turned to see Vonda sleeping peacefully.

Max approached Vonda again. He straightened the blanket and gently stroked her cheek.

At that moment, something seemed to come over Max. Something that overrode his rational thinking. It made him believe he had the right to do what he was about to do.

Max lowered his face. He brushed his lips lightly across Vonda’s forehead. Then he finally left.

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