| Straight: Serial Stories: The Shades of Passion Chapter 8 (2/6) |
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will be ‘D,’ ” she instructed him in her plausible slow, Southern drawl, “Keep going down that drive way until you see either a big red pick-up truck or a dark red Honda parked right across from a trash bin. I’m on the second floor just as you go up the stairway across from that trash bin.” Janace had already donned a stylish pastel blue summer dress with flower designs. She decided for some effect that she would wait until Archie had showed up to complete her preparations so that it would not appear that she had been eagerly awaiting his arrival since they had hung up roughly two hours ago. When Archie appeared at the door, Janace felt a surge of warmth descend to her pubic region. He wore a brown jacket and slacks and a light-blue shirt without a tie that was very much appropriate for the place they were headed for. His sizeable presence reminded her of one of the young up and coming male acting stars that had entered their prime in life. His ivory teeth that accentuated his smile from his moderately thick lips were so inviting for her to stand to her tiptoes and try kissing him at the door. Instead, she simply allowed him to walk past her into her quaint, one-bedroom dive and find a seat on her sofa. “I’ll be right back. I’m just about ready,” she announced to him. “If you want something to drink, you can search my refrigerator.” She quickly scooted off into her bedroom put on her customary black high heels and applied a streak of an off-pink lipstick. Her wide swaying hips under her dress easily captivated Archie’s attention. He also took note to her slightly bowed legs that were tanned, toned and well defined at the calves. He chose not to help himself to her kitchen, but sat calmly in attention for Janace to reappear from her bedroom. “So what do you think?” Janace said, seeking his approval as she emerged. Archie immediately stood up and nodded demonstratively that he liked what he saw. For the first time, he actually paid attention to her appreciably slender waist and flat stomach, bringing back to his memory how solid her body felt in the midst of lust and passion. She appeared as though she might have weighed maybe one hundred and twenty five pounds, but it was more like one hundred and thirty nine. Her face also appeared to have had some exposure to the sun earlier in the day because the added color seemed to blend in well with her auburn hair. She converged with his body and looked up toward him, kissing him fully on his lips. Her body fragrance was subtle and very discernable. He reached down and clutched the rump that helped accentuated her ass, causing her to stand on her tiptoes even while in heels. But Janace nudged Archie’s wrists to his side because she felt his hands mischievously working their way under her dress; she wanted to withhold from him knowledge of already her aroused pussy. “Don’t you think we need to be leaving?” she said to get his mind off any further petting and fondling at least for now. Humph. And this was the woman he had met just barely twenty-four hours earlier? It was all good, he thought |
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