“What are you doing, you bad boy?”
It was a situation in which a slip of the tongue was par for the course. So he pretended he’d misheard the first time.
“Oh, Greg,” she repeated. The sound was not much more than a breeze from her lips.
He was about to say, “You mean Tom.”
But then she said: “Greg, you’re such a flirt. You know I’m crazy about you, don’t you.”
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That’s an excerpt from the latest story on Fishnet, the online erotic fiction magazine I’m editing: Forgetting, by A. Silenus. To read more, read the rest of the story. (Not for anyone under 18.) Enjoy!
Wow. What writing.
While it didn’t turn me on all that much, the portrayal of the aging couple was fantastic. I love reading these stories, even if they don’t fit my personal kinks.