Amateur cougar and young guy
" I was concentrating so much on his face and the movements of his fingers dancing over my skin that I didn't realize he'd scooted the storage ottoman closer. I turned my head at the squeak of the lid's hinges.
Feasting on turkey, dressing, and mashed potatoes with my parents. Sitting around afterwards watching a movie while we complained that we'd eaten too much but still found room for a slice of warm pecan pie with vanilla ice cream.
" I recovered enough to turn my head and watch him again.
And then I couldn't stop. I was weak and had to have you completely.
On one knee. I kept looking from him to the box and back again.