Guiltless
GUILTLESS Sleazy Blonde, 2021 My phone rang. I looked at the number. It was him. I drew a breath and then another and another. Anticipation. Expectation. Muscles, powerful muscles. And confidence, that oozing of tough, rugged masculinity all through his body. I grew wet. I hurried in the bedroom. I was running late. 30 minutes. I looked in the mirror: pumps, hose, mini, tight blouse, earrings, watch, bangles, blush, lipstick, eyes, hair. Perfect. A quick touchup. Seducing but...