Pushing the Envelope part19
by Solo Teens Blogmonth.”
“Maybe we could have coffee. A breakfast or lunch or something.”
“Maybe.” I could see the clean line of her neck and shoulders,
the weight of her breasts under her blouse, the curve of her calves.
I wondered what she looked like naked, now. “Kim,” I said.
“Yes?” she asked.
I paused. To be honest, I was listening for noises from
upstairs. She uncrossed her legs, and I wanted to tear her clothes
off. Instead, I said, “Kim, I don’t play with clients’ wives. It’s a
fairness thing.”
…End of the part19. To be continued..