I step through the doorway. Coming home from work is such a relief after a long day at the office. I drop my purse at the door and hang up my jacket. I slip out of my sandals and my hand snakes up under my shirt to undo my bra. I don’t think there’s anything that would get me to leave the house this afternoon.
Fishing in my sleeves to pull my bra off, I turn and walk toward the bedroom.
The cool air bites into their shoulders as I lead them out into the alley. It’s meant to be a shortcut back toward the garage where we parked, but I have other plans. My fingertips press against the small of their back can feel the sheen of sweat from our dancing turn cold.
“Baby, you must be freezing.” They aren’t used to the chill. It’s their first visit here and the late spring air is warm to me, but I think it’s probably chilly for them.
Connection “Hey, love. We’re here,” Chris calls into the kitchen.
I put down the snacks I had been preparing and walk over to the door. Chris is leading her new friend from work into the house.
“Hi there! I’m Liv.” I hold out my hand to her and give her a wide smile. Making new friends is hard—I’m putting in the effort.
“Mel. Melissa.” She even seems unsure of what she wants me to call her.
We barely enter the club and she grabs my hand and tugs me away from the bar. Before I know it, I’m in wedged into a bathroom stall with her hands on my shoulders, pushing me down to my knees. My linen skirt bundles up around my knees and overflows out into the next stall. This would probably be embarrassing if I thought about it.
She giggles and her hand leaves my shoulder.
1. Seduction She stood at her window, just across the alley. I’d been noticing her for months coming and going, doing this or that. I mean, a pretty woman lived next door-I’m bound to notice even if she closes her shades. My neighbor didn’t, at least not in the living room.
Not that there was much to look at usually. I mean, I’d seen her on the street for at least a year.
I noticed her from across the bonfire. Of course I did, it was early in the evening and she was practically naked already. The scrap of dark fabric she was wearing as a skirt was flying all over the place because she was dancing. It looked like she wasn’t really part of the same world as the rest of us. I’m not complaining, it was quite a pleasant sight. I sipped my drink and leaned back trying to put on my cool and hoping to watch her for a while.