Short snippet Foolish At Forty

“Okay. I’ll be waiting for your call.”

I stood in the door watching him as he got into his car. He drove off and I closed the door. I walked back to my bedroom and shed my body of its clothing. I didn’t realize how moist Lucy got down below from that quick kiss Richard whisked upon me. She was ready for a mud slide, but I wasn’t ready. I needed to cool her down, because she was hot and ready like a Little Caesars pepperoni pizza.

 

 

Author KLP~ Foolish At Forty

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