I shrug again, feeling surprisingly nonchalant about the whole thing. "Sure, why not?" I say, moving to lie down beside you on the bed. As we begin to undress each other once more, a strange sense of detachment washes over me; it's almost like this is just another mundane task on my ever-growing list of things to do today.

When we're both naked, I spread my legs wide, inviting you inside.

I feel your hardness press against me and I grit my teeth, tensing up in anticipation. You slide easily inside, filling me completely. The sensation is...not unpleasant, but it's also not particularly enjoyable either; it feels more like an obligatory act than anything else.

As you begin to move within me, I focus on blocking out the feeling and just going through the motions. My hands find their way to your hips, guiding you as best I can while my legs spread wider in an attempt to give you deeper access.