‘Watch.’ She undid the buckle, slid the
well-worn brown leather strap from his wrist.
‘Wallet,’ pulling it from the inside pocket of his jacket, stroking its rough and scabby leather hide, commenting, ‘More barnacle than crocodile,' before opening it, teasingly pretending to count the notes within. ‘Guess you can afford me tonight,’ as she proceeded to then remove his jacket, unbutton his shirt.
A second buckle, this a recently-bought belt, leather less pliant. He murmured a token protest which, smiling quietly, she reached, with lips and fingers, to silence.
‘Spectacles, so you can’t see what I’m doing.’
Then her hands were swift , swift and warm, lifting cotton, sliding denim, bending to remove the heap of clothes around his feet. She stood again, this time accepting the heft and heat of him.
‘Testicles. And a veritable upstanding Anglo Saxon Chronicle’
‘Wallet,’ pulling it from the inside pocket of his jacket, stroking its rough and scabby leather hide, commenting, ‘More barnacle than crocodile,' before opening it, teasingly pretending to count the notes within. ‘Guess you can afford me tonight,’ as she proceeded to then remove his jacket, unbutton his shirt.
A second buckle, this a recently-bought belt, leather less pliant. He murmured a token protest which, smiling quietly, she reached, with lips and fingers, to silence.
‘Spectacles, so you can’t see what I’m doing.’
Then her hands were swift , swift and warm, lifting cotton, sliding denim, bending to remove the heap of clothes around his feet. She stood again, this time accepting the heft and heat of him.
‘Testicles. And a veritable upstanding Anglo Saxon Chronicle’
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