I Want to Write 50 Word Erotica
Night flight outta Miami. To Heathrow. Bizclass seats 12E/F.
Lights out.
“Take off your tights and panties,” he whispers and demands.
The only words spoken.
Under the blanket, he plays and teases, fingers dancing. Under the blanket, I play and tease, tongue dancing.
I climax . . . his hand over my mouth.
