Sinful Sundays Flash fiction Contest Week 45

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Jami Denise says:
August 25, 2013 at 10:14 pm

Jealousy. That’s how it began. She had him, the man I’d waited for since I was sixteen. I’d craved his love, begged for it, and she’d stolen it.
She couldn’t have known. She didn’t know me, or him, back then.
Even I had to admit she was wonderful. Big brown eyes hidden by blunt blonde bangs and an infectious smile.
Off on his board, he was oblivious to the budding flirtation on the sand. Coppertone and roaming fingers, soft velvet and slender curves.
Our tongues touched, discrete and carnal. Her hand slid down my back, cupping my pussy and slid her finger inside.
“Has a woman ever touched you before, Jolleen?” she whispered in my ear.
My hips wiggled, signaling her for more as I shook my head.
“He whispers your name in his sleep, Jolleen. He has pictures of you, I saw them. I wondered about you.”
I was panting, so turned on and afraid at the same time. Her words banged around in my head like a marble dropped off a ten-story building. He thought of me… and so did she.
“I want to fuck you, and you want him. Do you want us… to fuck you?”

word count : 199


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