On steamy, hot summer days, the parched soil cracks like ice into jagged lines resembling lightning blowing up the midnight sky. Summer craves to be quenched and begs to feel the invigorating shower that only rain can douse. It takes what it can get...
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I knew that Summer would be a challenge when I met her at McGrath's three weeks ago. What wasn't expected was to be so captivated by her. It was not just her natural, no-nonsense beauty that drew me to her like a magnet to iron, but also her witty personality and charm. I'm smitten, and I don't do smitten.
I want to take my time with Summer. I'm usually the wham, bam, thank you ma'am kind of guy. I recognized my opportunity to do just that last night. She wanted me, and it took every bit of self-control not to give in to my lust for her curvy figure.
She was disappointed when she did not receive a goodbye kiss, but I wanted to keep her longing for me. She likely pleasured herself after I left, thinking of my hands on her body and my lips tasting every inch of her. That's what happened when I got home.
The thought crossed my mind to stop and pick up some unsuspecting girl for a quick rendezvous. For some reason, my heart wasn't in it. That was a first for me. So, I went home and took care of myself while imagining Summer's full lips wrapped around me.
Saturday can't get here fast enough.
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It's finally Saturday, and I'm standing in front of Summer's door with a dozen red roses. The fragrance penetrates my senses, so sweet, just like Summer. Remembering how I flattered her into showing me her apartment made me chuckle. My motives were impure, but surprisingly we ended up having a wonderful evening together without sex. I honestly don't think I've ever had more than a "Where's your bedroom?" conversation with a woman. Most likely due to the flighty blondes that usually come to bed with me. Summer is nothing like them. She's intelligent.
