STORY 008
You think we’d make it inside? Teasing me like that as you walk over to me… coming my way in this adorable dress as that strap falls down your shoulder.
I’m seated in the shade, under the roof, in a love seat, just admiring the way you move— just in awe at your smile as you walk closer.
Would we make it inside? Would you continue to walk my way, pull up your dress just enough to sprawl your legs out beside me while my arms wrapped around you? Would I pick you up? You seem tiny enough to lift so easily in my arms. Would I carry you all the way inside so that I can take you however I want?
…. Or….
Or would we not care what the neighbors thought? Would we be so impatient that as your legs sprawled out across my waist, my hands make their way up your body and finish pulling off that other strap and letting that dress fall so low that there was nothing stopping my lips from teasing your nipples as you felt my nails dig into your back?
It's a work in progress, but I'll be working on some audio versions, pre-releases, and a space for my drafted stories that are not ready to publish. You can also comment on stories-- I'm no stranger to request.
