My girlfriend's friend, Joey, needed a place to crash. So I said yes. I didn't expect him to walk around shirtless. I didn't expect the late-night glances. I definitely didn't expect to wake up with his body inches from mine-warm, tempting, hard to ignore. When the lights go out and the room goes quiet, it's Joey who crosses the line. A whisper against my ear. A slow shift under the blanket. A hand.
A mouth. And a moment that changes everything. He says it's no big deal. Just messing around. But the way he touches me says otherwise. The Couch Surfing Guest is a no-holds-barred story of straight temptation, curious pleasure, and the one night you can't take back-even if you wanted to.
My girlfriend's friend, Joey, needed a place to crash. So I said yes. I didn't expect him to walk around shirtless. I didn't expect the late-night glances. I definitely didn't expect to wake up with his body inches from mine-warm, tempting, hard to ignore. When the lights go out and the room goes quiet, it's Joey who crosses the line. A whisper against my ear. A slow shift under the blanket. A hand.
A mouth. And a moment that changes everything. He says it's no big deal. Just messing around. But the way he touches me says otherwise. The Couch Surfing Guest is a no-holds-barred story of straight temptation, curious pleasure, and the one night you can't take back-even if you wanted to.