The Reunion…

Intimacy

I posted a version of this last year on a different blog.  I’ve toned it down a little for here, but it’s still going to be sexy.  So, if that’s a problem for you, just cover your eyes while you read.  😉 Hopefully the start of another short story/longer story, whatever it turns out to be, I guess…

“Jen called me earlier this morning,” I say to my sweet, sexy hubby. “I told her about my anniversary surprise for you at the hotel and she’s thinking of doing something similar, only with a perfect stranger.  She says she might even pose as a hooker.  I shouldn’t have told her.  I’ve created a monster.”  Hubby, who happens to be a police detective, is just pouring coffee, pajama pants riding low on his hips and no shirt.  I have an almost overwhelming desire to lick his back, right between his shoulder blades.  But just as I’m about to pounce, he turns to me, coffee in hand and I’ve lost my chance unless I want hot coffee accidentally splashed on my boobies.  And I don’t, I really don’t…
“Baby, please don’t tell me stuff like that,” he winces.  “Now I’ll have to think about arresting your best friend for solicitation or something.”  I see the humor in those slate blue eyes but something deep down tells me he’s not really kidding.  Mr. True Blue would do it if he had to, and that’s why I really, really love him.  Or maybe it’s his perfectly gorgeous butt and that chest and the way he wraps himself around me before, during and after we make love.  Or how when it’s just sex cause we’re tired or one of us is annoyed about something  (okay, maybe it’s me) and he slowly opens my nightgown and pays homage to my breasts, first circling gently with his finger and then teasingly pinching and pulling and sucking until I’m begging and then just pushes into me and, ah, it’s like yes, that’s what we need to get back to normal.  Mmmm —
But I digress.  My best friend, Jen, who got divorced a few years ago, has decided when she goes home for her 20th high school reunion she’ll pick up a guy she barely knows and spend the night with him.  Well, okay, yes, maybe we did that back when we were in college but now it seems, I don’t know, horribly scary, maybe?!  There’s all these diseases out there, not to mention the fact that he just might be a psycho slasher/serial killer or even just a nasty businessman cheating on his wife.  I mean, just because he doesn’t have a wedding ring on…
I decide to call Jen back and ask her to meet me for lunch today.  The kiddos are in school and we can spend her lunch hour talking about why it’s not a good idea for her to do something crazy like this.  I call her and we agree to meet at this new little French bistro-type place that opened up recently by her office.  I know we’re going to order salads anyway, so no sense going somewhere like Cheesecake Factory and being tempted, right?

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27 responses

  1. Very well done! You know what I really like about this narrative is the people are real, they’re humans who have honest human feelings, and hubby drinks coffee–while wife fantasizes–that’s good. My test for any story line is whether or not I like the characters. Well, I like these two.

    Well done, thanks for sharing. I read it with eyes wide open! 🙂

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    1. Thanks, Paul. I’m working on developing my characters and fillers — and thanks for remembering!

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  2. lovely.
    and no way was I going to cover my eyes…

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    1. Thank you, I knew you wouldn’t! 🙂

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  3. Such a wonderful start…can’t wait!

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  4. Ha, ha! You can’t go to The Cheesecake Factory and not order dessert.

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  5. I had to peek between my fingers! Fun read.

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  6. Oh I remember the original part of this story… when the husband and wife role play! I hope you continue! And hey, I bet that French bistro has pretty awesome desserts too! 😃

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    1. I did not think that through, did I? 😊

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  7. I must say that I was a tad aroused by that, Dee. I blush to say it out loud, but nonetheless … 🙂

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    1. Then my job here is done! 🙂

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      1. I just feel sorry for all your other readers if your only job here is to get a measure of blood flowing to a certain member of a certain person here in England. 😉

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      2. Well, hopefully it gets everyone’s blood flowing! (Getting yours flowing was an added bonus 😀 )

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      3. Hahaha – well said, my sweet friend. 🙂

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  8. Nicely done! What a great morning wake up! Now, I wonder if my hubby is awake… 😀

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  9. To be continued of course… 🙂
    Love sexy stories, no fingers over these eyes, matter of fact I drew my laptop closer so as not to miss a thing!!!

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  10. This is a great beginning. I’ve back tracked so reading from the start. (I’m so behind in so many ways …😏) Onto part 2.

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  11. Dee, you know my girlfriend and I order small salads or tomato basil soup and follow with dessert! Can’t be any worse than a burger, steak or fried chicken. . . 😉
    I always like the sexy stuff and wouldn’t have it any other way while reading. . .
    My guy and I are going along fairly well, going to be a year in May! We are saying the “L” word and his gifts are about my love of art, portfolio case, supplies and we are making puzzles together. Finally, met his boys in January. xo

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    1. Cannot believe it’s been almost a year! So, so happy for you! Glad things are going well ❤

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      1. You were there encouraging me! Oh, Dee. For Christmas, he purchased a beautiful zippered portfolio with a handle. Inside, filled with beautiful paintbrushes, chalk, pastels, watercolor and acrylic sets. I have been married 3 x (crazy, huh?!) but no one paid a lot of attention to my artwork. 🙂 Thanks so much for listening. ❤

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      2. Robin, that is so great! He sounds like a keeper 🙂

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      3. So far, so good! Thanks and I appreciate this since for some reason you had a post about how you met your husband and then you wrote romantic stories, I hoped you didn’t mind my sharing here. Thank you again. You and healing are on my mind and in my prayers. Sleep well and rest up, dear xo

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