Years Later
It had almost reached the tipping point when he had bought her the purse, but her husband seeing her coming out of the store kept that from happening. They still had the tension between them but were never able to act upon their desires.
That was until a few weeks past when everyone was at the house for a graduation celebration for one of the kids. Everyone was sitting around and talking and having a good time. He was walking around cooking and getting food ready for everyone. She was looking amazing. Shorts, shirt that accented her breasts very well and her hair down. He would keep looking at her and think, "she looks amazing." What he didnt notice was that she was also looking at him.
Walking up to him, she put her arms around his and said hi.
"Hey good looking."
She loved when he said that to her. Her husband never would come out and call her that, so when she heard it, it excited her more than she knew it should.
She looked up, "Hiiiiiiii"
"How are you?"
"Im good. These drinks are going to my head."
"Well that is your 3rd in half an hour, young lady." He always knew how to touch that spot in her brain.
"I know. I know, but you like when I drink like this. I get flirty."
"You do and Im not complaining one bit. Are you feeling flirty right now?"
"Maybe a little. How are you feeling?"
"Sober as always,...
That was until a few weeks past when everyone was at the house for a graduation celebration for one of the kids. Everyone was sitting around and talking and having a good time. He was walking around cooking and getting food ready for everyone. She was looking amazing. Shorts, shirt that accented her breasts very well and her hair down. He would keep looking at her and think, "she looks amazing." What he didnt notice was that she was also looking at him.
Walking up to him, she put her arms around his and said hi.
"Hey good looking."
She loved when he said that to her. Her husband never would come out and call her that, so when she heard it, it excited her more than she knew it should.
She looked up, "Hiiiiiiii"
"How are you?"
"Im good. These drinks are going to my head."
"Well that is your 3rd in half an hour, young lady." He always knew how to touch that spot in her brain.
"I know. I know, but you like when I drink like this. I get flirty."
"You do and Im not complaining one bit. Are you feeling flirty right now?"
"Maybe a little. How are you feeling?"
"Sober as always,...