"How long has it been since we've been alone like this?" I asked.
"Too long~" Isobel purred as my hands worked.
Soon after my bath, I went up to Isobel's room, unsurprised to find her at her desk reading another book while simultaneously writing in her journal. After exchanging a few pleasantries, I began to give Isobel a shoulder massage.
Judging by her reactions, she clearly needed it. She melted in my touch, dropping her pen and closing her book before slumping in her seat and letting me take care of her. Something about this felt… intimate. More intimate than the sex we had. Well, maybe that was a stretch, but there was something about this closeness that got me going regardless. Was I awakening to a new kink…?
"I missed you, Isobel," I said, voice soft.
