I reach out and feel wetness. I start to stir. How good that feels on my fingers. Where is it coming from? My eyes fly open. You're not there. You were there when I went to sleep. Have you left? Remembering the wet, I bring my fingers to my nose. Still wet, mmm, heavenly. I close my eyes and get lost in your scent. I remember what got us here.
Last night we played poker and you were the last one here. I thought that was odd as you are normally one of the first to go, but I will not complain.
"One last game before you leave?" I asked, knowing that if you were the last one here you weren't going home.
"OK, Miss Mary, you're on."
"House rule is that if there are only two players we don't play for money, we play for clothes." I look deep in your eyes and see the passion waiting there.
"I agree to your rules, you know you're not as good as I am." You state, trying to be cool, but I know why you stayed and you know I know.
"Five card draw, two's are wild. And just so you know if I win I'm keeping those panties!" I advise with a grin. You laugh and sit at the table.
"Shuffle up and deal!" is all you say. I laugh and deal the card. You don't know that I have stacked the deck so that I'll win. I don't normally cheat for my own benefit, but I want those panties more than you can imagine.