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.
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. Read More »
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.
I love sending you pictures. I adore slipping off to somewhere private, and slipping off some clothes. I’ve become very adept at taking photos of myself. Finding the best ways to frame my naked, or almost naked body, in the most titillating ways.