by Miranda Mars
Bonnie greeted her wearing an apron that said: Even Cowgirls Get the Blues. Laura could not suppress a grin. This was a side of Bonnie, evidently, that she had not seen.
“Love your apron.”
Bonnie squinted bashfully. “My sister gave it to me. She got it at a yard sale and decided it really fit me. I don’t even know what a cowgirl is.”
Mmmmm, Laura thought, maybe we can remedy that, darling. She thought quickly of Allisha, who especially among all Laura’s lovers liked getting ‘cowgirl rammed,’ as she called it. But she quickly banished such thoughts. Bonnie was more fetching than ever in her cute apron. She still wore her blue polo shirt, her work ‘uniform,’ under it.
“Mmmmm, that smell is delicious,” Laura smiled. “I see you’ve been busy while I’ve been stuck in traffic.”
“It’s all ready. I’m just keeping it warm.”
Now there was a moment of discomfort for them both. They looked at each other and didn’t know what to do next. The uncomfortable pause was fraught with the knowledge of what had passed between them here before, and what this reunion must mean. We’re going to do it, Laura realized. Otherwise she never would have invited me here. The problem is, how do we get there. She is willing to do it but is leaving the rest up to me.
“I guess maybe I’ll take that drink, if you’re still offering it,” Laura smiled gently.
“Oh. Right. I forgot.” Bonnie turned to her small kitchen. “Vodka and ice? I got some Sprite.”
“Just a little splash of Sprite will be okay. You’re joining me, aren’t you? Remember . . . I don’t want to be the only drunk at the party.”
Bonnie poured the drinks very methodically, giving herself a tall glass of Coke with a little vodka in it. “Can’t stand the taste,” she reminded Laura.
Laura came up behind her, before Bonnie could reach for the full glasses and hand her one. She put one hand on Bonnie’s shoulder. “Here,” she murmured softly, “let me help you off with the apron.”
Bonnie turned to look back at Laura over her shoulder. Her dark eyes were shiny with expectation, and their eyes locked together as Laura loosened the knot holding the apron on, then undid it completely. “Thank you,” she said, her voice barely audible.
She pulled the neck string over her head and tossed the apron into a kitchen chair, a kind of symbolic disrobing. Again Laura touched her arm before she could return to the drinks on the tile sink board. She raised her fingertips to Bonnie’s lovely face and brushed her cheek with them. “Thank you for inviting me,” she whispered.
Bonnie smiled. “I guess you better kiss me if you’re going to do it,” she said. “I’m getting real nervous waiting…”
If you enjoyed this sample then look for Bonnie Chronicles Compilation.
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Lustful Temptations
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Sibling Rivalry
Her Undoing
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Infidelity Strikes
A New Love Nest
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Little Sex Bunny
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The Girl of My Girl
Consumed By Jealousy
Erotic Explosion
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Arthell Revisited
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About the Author
Miranda Mars lives with her cats and her exercise machines with her "special" friend in a suburb in San Francisco. Here is where she lavishly spends scribbling erotica for your, and her own, amusement.
She is especially attracted to dark-skinned women, and uses them as the lovers of the main characters in the stories she writes. She says they're just so hot! So dark-skinned women, BEWARE! :-)
Her stories are also surprisingly VERY ENTERTAINING for MEN!
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