1. First Words

A micro story

The first time he gave her his real smile, the one that revealed melted chocolate eyes and darker motives, she became keenly aware of the cut of her lingerie and the feel of it against her skin. Gazing briefly at her soft, swollen lips, he muttered directly to them, a curled up smile subtle beneath the bristly hair of a well-groomed beard and although the words were unexpected she smiled coyly in return. As he glanced away perfectly composed, her n*****s pulsed in suspense, restlessly pushing against their confinement, against her will, confessing their desires.