Bad Kitten

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Des joined Natalie on the couch, setting her between him and Will.  She rested her head against Des and he stroked her hair.

She realized that she was still the only one who was naked. Both men, now that Will had re-zipped his pants, were fully dressed.  She felt Will take her hand, and gave a little sigh of contentment.  This was exactly where she wanted to be.

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The Language of Flowers

Lady Charlotte’s maid entered the sitting room carrying a small bouquet of flowers.  Lady Charlotte immediately laid aside her novel to receive the flowers.

“Flowers, my lady,” the maid said handing her the bouquet.  There was no card, but the flowers themselves carried the message.  She ran her fingers over the sprigs of rosemary, the herb’s scent crisp and almost astringent scent clinging to her fingers.  So, this will be an assignation that I won’t forget.  She mused, considering the herb’s meaning .

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Night

The heat broke with sunset.  The air was still damp, but finally cool. The temperature kept dropping as it got darker.

I had the house to myself, and I was getting ready for bed.  I stayed in shower letting the cool water pull the heat from my skin.  I’d been sleeping nude, so I dried off but didn’t bother with clothes.  I tied my hair up in a messy knot, wanting its damp weight off my back.

As I was locking up, the breeze flowing through the screen door was irresistible.  The yard was dark, and I could see the mist rolling in.  There wasn’t even much of a moon.
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Underdressed

Natalie self-consciously smoothed her dress down, tugging at the hem.  The dress, with its flared skirt, sat comfortably just above her knees, hardly immodestly short.  Nevertheless, she felt immodest.  She couldn’t believe that she’d agreed to this, but she admitted to herself that the daring of it had her already turned on.

The bar was loud and crowded for a weeknight.  Des was already there.  She wove her way through the crowded bar, dodging patrons and servers alike, to the booth where he waited.  She slid into the booth next to him, carefully tugging her dress down.  He noticed; she just knew that he noticed.

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Her at My Place

It had been a couple of weeks since our last encounter.  Tonight, she was coming over to my place.

I’d set out what felt like a million candles in the bedroom.  I wondered if it was cheesy, predictable to want the soft, flickering candlelight. But I decided that I didn’t care.  I liked it, and the candle light made me feel sexy.

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Hali’s Day at the Beach

Hali lay in the beach soaking up the summer sun.  Overhead the gulls wheeled and called to each other, casting brief shadows over Hali.

She lay her back. Her naked breasts rubbed against the rough sand.  She bent her legs, enjoying the feeling of moving them.  She crossed her ankles and slowly rocked her upraised calves back and forth.  She’d chosen a secluded stretch of beach, a place a little too rocky for most people to want to make the trek.  Hali wasn’t a big fan of people.

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