Work done. Rush to the bathroom. Mirror check. Out the door, bag in hand. Parking lot dance. Vacation freedom hits hard. Home first. Kids with in-laws. Call them naked, trying new bikini. Pubes too bushy.…
The villa squatted at the end of a dirt road, white walls glowing under moonlight. Air thick with distant moans. My heart hammered. Pussy throbbed, slick under my black dress. No panties. Red lips smeared…
Sweat beads on my skin in the dim village church. Heart hammers as I kneel in the confessional, curtain drawn. Bigoted women before me slip out quick. They hide no fire. Mine burns. “Father, I’ve…