A Quiet Afternoon
Honorable Mention Fiction Contest
published online at Good Vibes online magazine.
"Are you sure she'll be home late?”
Mark sighed, trying to be patient. "Yes, I'm positive. Besides, she has to stop at the store on the way home from work, so there's no chance she'll catch us.”
Knowing he was right, I tried to relax. I felt great – all warm and sexy. We had kissed and cuddled all afternoon and I was ready to do more; so was Mark, if that bulge in his pants was any indication.
But I also felt very exposed sitting in living room. It was late afternoon and the sliding glass doors leading to the balcony that overlooked the sea – and neighboring houses – were wide open. I felt as if we were in a public place. "I know you talked to her a little while ago, but . . .” My thoughts slipped away when Mark nibbled on my neck; he knew just how to distract me.
