BURNING PASSION
By Rebecca Besser
There she was, his beautiful blonde siren, leaving her house to go to work. She did a really good job of pretending she didn’t notice his old gray van sitting a block down facing her house. She swung her hips provocatively – like she knew he was watching – while she walked to her car in her smart navy business suite that was tailored to fit her perfectly; it drove him crazy when she wore it and teased him with the contours of her body. He fantasied about taking it off of her slowly while she moaned and begged, panting with her heated desire to have him.
She pushed the button on her remote to unlock her shiny black BMW convertible and it chirped once with a flash of the lights.
She opened the door to climb in, but stopped suddenly and looked up…
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