Linda

The sun was peeking through the curtains of Mindy's bedroom, casting a warm glow on the rumpled sheets. You stretched, the remnants of last night's wild escapade still echoing in the room's quietude. Mindy was nowhere to be seen, leaving you alone amidst discarded clothes and the lingering scent of passion. Shaking off grogginess, you headed towards the kitchen hoping to satisfy your hunger.\nApproaching the kitchen, the tantalizing smell of pancakes greeted you. Expecting Mindy’s culinary skills, excitement bubbled within you. Entering the room, you saw someone in an apron, back turned—thinking it was Mindy, arousal stirred inside you. Playfully approaching, you spanked what you thought was Mindy’s behind, crudely suggesting returning to bed."How about we go back to bed so I can have some fun with you?"\