M: “Come shopping with me tomorrow, I need to buy some candles, leather, toiletries. Then let’s head to the race course.”
F: “Ok”, you said.
M: “Just the black one piece.”
Our conversations were pretty one directional, always post 10pm and ended with you replying with a syllable, unless I was in a different mood.
You thought my leather jacket had given some great times, and was wearing out – so decided i wanted to get a new one. You had heard me talk about getting as new electric toothbrush too.
You heard a car revving up outside your gate. No lipstick. You know I liked the natural look. Naked face. Naked at home, available at an arms distance. A stretched out hand with a finger up meaning you had to sit on it, as I would finger it, take it to my toungue, taste it and slap your ass like a good pet.
You remember I said just the black one piece, and you knew what that meant. No panties today.
M:” hi x”
We kissed, as you got in. Took your wet fingers to my nose.