fantasy for her…
Simone broke the seal of the envelop and inside was a white card. She removed the card, read it and as she passed it to me, she cooed — in beautiful hand-written script, the card read:
A brief moment of desire…
As we stood to say our goodbyes, I could imagine the roundness of her small breasts — if she undid the buttons slowly for me, would she expose perfect orbs of flesh with dark areolas and nipples, that when squeezed, would become long and erect.