“Am I?” she smiled. “Want a beer?” She was perfect!
“Yeah, but let me get it,” I said. I wanted the chance for her to forget my compliment, because I suddenly felt awkward. It is one thing to have sex for the sake of sex, or to satisfy my anal creampie lusts. I was feeling very attracted to her, though, and that made me uncomfortable. Attraction led to romance, and romance to problems. I didn’t need more anal creampie problems than I already had: I did have a wife after all, and that was a big enough problem on its own.
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I opened two beers, and set the other three on the outside window ledge. I brought Sandy her beer, and she took it from me and took a big swig.
“So you think I’m cute, huh?” she smiled. It was clear that she liked that I found her cute.
“Hell yeah,” I said, sliding down onto the floor next to her. I put my arm around her neck, and pulled her into another kiss.
“I hope you think I’m cute when you see me naked before the anal creampie,” she said presently while I drank a gulp of beer.
“Mmmmmm, and when would that be?” I leered at her.
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She rolled around again, sitting on my lap facing me. I was aware my bulge was between her legs, and it seemed she was too. “Whenever you say so,” she said, leaning into me again and giving me a very wet kiss. Then she looked expectantly at me with those pretty blue eyes of hers from under those bangs.
“Yer so fuckin’ cute,” I said, realizing how drunk I must have sounded.
“You are too,” she smiled.
“I mean anal creampie,” I said, thinking she couldn’t be telling the truth. My wife had spent a long time making me feel undesirable.
“I do too,” she said, quietly. Her eyes were very intense, and I knew we were at a point where not having anal creampie would be harder than having it.