by M. J. Joachim
Peering out the window into the shining sun, she smiled. Dinner was almost ready, and Kathryn’s only thought was the scent of manly sweat coming in from a hard day’s work. Captivated by the memories, she slowly walked into the living room, where Alex was eagerly waiting for her.
“There now,” she said in her most sensual voice.
“Ssshhh…don’t say anything. Just enjoy it.”
Alex slowly moved his head to the right, knowing she would notice. Carefully, she set the spoon down and wiped the dribble off his lip.
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