Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories
Sandy added, continuing the teasing, also giving her breàsts a shake.
“One beer,” Heather said, bending over to grab a beer from the esky and presenting it to me proudly, clearly aware that I had been watching her ass.
“Oh, fûck, you lot are dangerous,” I told them, laughing. “But no, it’s not a date. My mum is in town and is heading off tomorrow. I’m having dinner with her.”
“Do we believe him? Does he have a sure thing in town tonight, or is he really meeting his mum?” Heather asked, a playful grin on her face.