Fifteen Minutes
A lot can happen in fifteen minutes.The wine was delicious. We headed upstairs so your wife could finish giving me the tour, leaving you with the dishes. We catch each other’s eyes as I follow behind her. Oh, yes, her cute little arse sways seductively just out of reach, taunting me. We bump into each other, giggling and smiling. I trail my finger delicately down her arm as she proudly shows off your family photos – she’s positively glowing now. Our glances...
