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A Man's Journey

An Acquaintance

She wanted him. It started innocent but grew into a passion that she could no longer ignore. They met for a beer as friends. She laughed at his jokes, squeezed his arm, and let her skirt ride up her thighs. He didn’t notice. They cheek kissed, said thank you, goodbye. On the way home she grew angry at herself. How could he not notice? She turned the car around, parked, took off her panties, and knocked on his door.


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2 thoughts on “An Acquaintance

  1. Hi Kenny, enjoyed your blog. So much in fact that I’ve nominated you for the Liebster Blog Award. See my blog for more info.


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