What is Yours
My email to Cheryl was simple: “Meet me for lunch?” Hers read: “Lunch, or …?” I replied: “Lunch and a walk in our park.” She responded: “Lunch, walk, and then …?” I couldn’t deny she tickled me. “And then I send you home, dearest.” “What about …?” she replied. “We don’t always have to …” I responded. “I just want to see you.” “All right,” she conceded. “Meet you at 11.” It has been five days since we had consummated our relationship in the hotel. Her huge sunglasses didn’t fool me this time. I...
Seduction