This is the first time I have shared my writing publicly. I usually write to specific people, this is one of my first stories.
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It’s a normal weekend at our house. It’s a little past noon, we are both off, and I’m in the kitchen about to make us some lunch when I see you walk by in front of me.
You’re wearing this tied up black shirt and jeans since we are going out lunch. After seeing you, I begin to breath a little harder, seeing you dressed up like that reminds me of the last time I saw you in what you are wearing.
The last time, we ended up passing out after hours of rough/passionate sex. I get an idea and walk over to you and turn you to me.
“Oh, hello…” I hear you say as I get close to you, pushing you against our kitchen counter. Your lower back pressed against the cool counter, my hands on each side of you, I whisper “Hello…” As I begin to kiss your ear.