she stepped into the tiled hallway turned
her back to him closed the heavy oak door turned back around
she was dripping wet
white tshirt
braless
You were right. It was gonna
rain.
he nodded
Lemme getya a towel
went from the hall into the formal
diningroom into the kitchen into the halfbath off it
returned
she was chilled had slipped off her shoes barefoot socks balledstuffed in each shoe
he handed her the towel
Thank you.
Ya betch
he watched
she
daubed her face daubing her eyes cheeks went
to her head vigorouslytoweled her hair then
brusquelyran it down her arms across her chest worked it down her thighs calves
straighteningup she brought the towel overhead
regrasped it arms behind her she vigorously toweled her shoulders back fanny
she tossed him the towel
leaned at the waist
shook her hairran her fingers through it
stood upright again
Aaah, better. she smiled large killer
dimples
he smiled
So what you thinking?
You have to ask
0709, Sunday -- Father's Day, 15 6. 25
