Elise
grabbed a glass of water, tossed it down, and the to-do list was swirling and
dominating her thoughts. Hurry. Everywhere. All the time. She gripped the
kitchen counter and the yellow skin of a banana shone in the early afternoon
sun. She took and placed the warmth of the peel against her cheek and flicked
her tongue against it.
The stem
was strong but she bent it back and placed the meat of the banana against her
lips, simply holding it in one place and choosing to not rush.
Giggling,
she touched the fruit to her neck and ran it along her throat. Why not? She
unbuttoned her blouse, undid her bra and touched the banana to her breasts,
caressing them and pressing the tip against her nipples.
A surge
of arousal built inside her thighs and she then took a bite, savoring the taste
and texture moving on her tongue and sliding down her throat. Suddenly, the
to-do list released her grip and she relaxed and smiled with an idea she could
share with her husband.
Written by author DD Symms of ddsymms.wordpress.com
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