Hello, literature community.

On this thread, I'll be writing short stories on love, relationships and all.

I need you to follow and share as much as you can.

So, who's with me?

Ride on

F Me Slow (1)

The balcony sat on top the house. The balck roofs of the estate danced with brown in the mix of dull and bright yellow lights.

This night also, her skin was yellow.

His eyes fed on the busty cleavage her tributary-like silk dress revealed, and her hot legs - as his mind told him - flowed like perfect creature out of the tight skirt that covered just one-third of her thighs.

"How do you manage to live here alone?" She became aware of the stupidity of the question after she asked.

"You want to fill it?"

There was this confidence about him.

"I'm not big enough." She made gestures to her gorgeous body.

"Because you are sitting."

He rose and put forth his hand. She took it and he pulled her up, drew her close to himself until their lips brushed. He was taller, but her shoes gifted her several inches this night.

"Can I kiss you?" He wasn't expecting her to say no.

She needed more than just a kiss. It wasn't the first time she had kissed on a first date, but this time she was prepared to make it really different. At least, the environment was different.

"If I could get some form of commitment..." She could not say more as he laid his lips to her and drew more and more. She staggered by the time he stopped.

"That's my commitment to you."