“The party starts at 7,” you say, pointedly looking at me. I am currently on the bed, tea in hand and naked.
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Just a Little Strip Poker
Date night is usually dinner out or maybe take out and a movie on the couch. It’s not really about the where as much as it is about getting some time together.
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The dress was on the bed as he walked into the room. She was sitting at the dressing table putting on her makeup, carefully applying liner to accentuate her blue eyes.
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An hour ago the chair had looked so innocent and unassuming against the hotel window. Not even a glimpse of the cityscape that was hiding behind the curtains.
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You’ve been thinking about the red under the dress all night. I let you watch me dress, your favorite red bra, bikini and garters, all hidden just barely. You watched me cross my legs and bend and flirt and laugh, knowing what was hidden from sight.
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A typewriter on the wooden floor grabs your attention as you walk into the room. Yes, it has been tucked away in a closet for years, a relic from a garage sale that caught our eye.
Continue reading “Curiosity Killed the Cat”Commando Day
We are sitting at lunch as a bus drives by with an ad on the side and I smirk. It’s gone before you see it and you look puzzled. “Go in and take off your underwear–it’s commando day.”
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The sun is just starting to lower to the horizon as we pass the woman sitting alone on the beach. We smile and nod as you and I continue on our walk.
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We enter the restaurant and are seated under a huge poster of Rosie the Riveter. We order a couple of tropical drinks and put aside the menu for a bit. It’s vacation and we are in no rush.
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As we walk through the old-time arcade, I spy a fortune teller machine. Pulling you towards it, I hand you a quarter. Your eyebrows rise and I silently push you forward.
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