It's My Fault

I used an anonymous account to send a video chat invitation to my crush, a senior who had always been aloof and reserved, but he agreed.

Throughout the video chat, I had on a black mask, and I modified my voice to conceal my identity.

At my command, he took off his clothes one by one, revealing his solid abs.

While I was admiring his toned body, he smiled devilishly and said, "It's your turn now..."

During the video chat, Calvin Leek, my senior, and I were completely undressed.

I was lying on a Simmons king-sized bed. My fair, shapely curvatures were in full view.

He sat at his desk. He had a burning gaze while his sexy Adam's apple moved silently up and down.

Fortunately, I had on a black mask, and I also modified my voice so he wouldn't know who I was.

Calvin swallowed hard and started giving me orders.

Step by step, I touched myself according to his instructions.

Calvin quietly placed his hands under the table. He had a mesmerized look on his face while he breathed heavily.

Eventually, we both experienced a joyful climax.

As always, the video chat should have ended here.

However, just before we hung up, Calvin offered to meet me.

My heart pounded. "Do you really want to meet me?"

"Yeah. Doing it through a screen isn't as exciting and pleasurable as the real thing. Don't you want to meet me?"

I was torn.

I had always presented myself as a good girl. If he knew I was the person behind the screen, would he be surprised or disgusted?

The first time we met was on the first day of military training in college.

He was my senior, and he was also the instructor who led our team training.

I had fainted from a heat stroke. As the instructor, he happened to be passing by and caught me in time.

Under the sun, he looked handsome and well-built. His warm embrace was accompanied by an elegant, woody scent.

My heart skipped a beat.

He placed me under a tree to rest. After a while, he handed me a bottle of water with the cap unscrewed.

I caught it steadily, but perhaps due to the heat stroke, I then fumbled and poured water onto his body.

At the time, I was seated while Calvin was standing. From that angle, the water spilled all over his crotch.

Feeling guilty, I immediately snapped out of it. I apologized while frantically reaching out to wipe the water away.

Suddenly, I felt something warm against my palm. It seemed to be nudging against me.

I subconsciously touched it.

Calvin took a few steps back out of shock. His face and ears turned red.

That's when I realized what I had touched. My cheeks turned red too.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to." I looked down and was too afraid to look into his eyes.

Calvin coughed awkwardly. "It's fine. I'm going back to training."

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