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Monday, July 11, 2016

TUESDAY TALES - SMUDGE - MAGGIE'S STORY

    


Wecome! We return to Maggie's Story with today's prompt "smudge". Thank you for coming. Scroll down to return to Tuesday Tales. 

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 With only three nights left of their vacation in the Roberts’ splendid apartment, Maggie didn’t know what to expect. John had been as attentive as a suitor, yet he hadn’t even kissed her. Maggie had no intention of taking any vows with such an a-sexual man.            She secured the feather duster under her arm as she padded into the master bedroom, muttering, “The Mister and Missus take a holiday, but dust doesn’t.” 
     John followed her. “True enough.”        
     She kept her back to him, but he was right behind her, so close, she felt the heat from his chest. She knew she should tell him to move back, but she didn’t. A pair of warm hands cupped her shoulders. She put the feather duster down and turned to face him.     “Look, a smudge.”                                                                               “Where?”                                                                                            “On your nose. I’ll get it.”          
                                   He stepped up and wiped it with his handkerchief. Maggie smelled the scent of his aftershave. It was clean, fresh and a touch piney. She liked it. Before her gaze met his, he lowered his mouth to hers. Maggie had wondered what it would be like to kiss him. He was gentle, but passionate, his lips soft. She melted in his arms. He drew her closer, crushing her against him.                   
“I want you, my girl. Come to bed with me.” He broke and took her hand. She followed him into his room. The bed called to her. It had been so long since a man had touched her, kissed her or made love to her. John was handsome, gallant, and good to her. 
“What do you say, Maggie?” John asked, his eyes aglow with desire.                                              
“I say, ‘yes’.” She peered shyly up at him through her lashes.                                                          
"You make me one happy man, my darlin’,” he said, unbuttoning her blouse.
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7 comments:

Karen Cino said...

Let the fireworks begin. I hope he was worth the wait. I love this sweet romance unfolding.

V.L. Locey said...

I just adore this story and this couple!

Palmaltas said...

I was wondering how you were going to work "smudge" into this. Very cute and clever!

Joselyn Vaughn said...

Nice use of the prompt!

Trisha Faye said...

Great scene! Guess he's not as asexual as she thought!

Jillian said...

so glad she found a non a-sexual man. :) Love this story. Great use of smudge.

Tricia Andersen said...

Yum! I love these two. And I love her description of him...and that he led her to bed.