The scent of jasmine and honeysuckle was
Everywhere,
drifting on the afternoon breeze
Filling
my nostrils and catching in my dry throat
The
ice in my drink chinked out a melody and
Beckoned
me, my companion sat on the veranda
She
turned her head to me as I approached
I
leant down and kissed the nape of her neck
The
downy hairs stood up and I kissed again
She
met my gaze and smiled coyly then looked down
At
her lap, so my eyes wandered to the
Gaping
fabric of her silk dress and the soft
Roundness
of her within. I watched as
Her
nipples aroused either by the cooling
Air
or at the knowledge of my gaze, no matter
I
felt no shame at the beholding of her
She
looked up at me with beguiling eyes
Her
eyes said our drinks could wait awhile
I
took her hand and returned her smile
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