Morning Ride
by
Rene Walden
 

 

$1.95

 

Available in PDF, LIT, & ZIP formats

 

 

Genre:

Contemporary

Length:

Short

Cover:

BG Designs

About the Author

 

   
Scott and Lana have been married for over twenty years but are still deeply in tune with each other’s wants and desires. Take a peek into the way this couple spends a lazy Saturday morning. Hot, sizzling passion doesn’t have to fall by the wayside just because you get older. It just gets better. 

  

   Excerpt

Scott had met Lana some twenty years ago. He could remember it like it was yesterday. At the age of thirty, he'd considered himself a confirmed bachelor then. Sure he'd liked his fun, but there hadn't been one woman he'd been interested in keeping longer than a weekend. From his perspective, most women were looking for something, whether it was a caretaker, a sugar daddy, a father figure, or whatever. He'd had no interest in a needy woman. He'd wanted a strong, self reliant woman, but back then, he hadn't been able to locate one. Until…

He was on his way home late one evening and decided to stop into a local sports club for a beer. He'd been to this place a few times, and while it was nothing spectacular, the hot wings were good and so was the beer. Plus it gave him a chance to check out the ballgame scores without a lot of hassle. Scott stepped inside the misty fog of cigarette smoke, his eyes adjusting slowly to the dim lighting. Picking out a small table in the corner, he settled in and waited for the waitress. He focused on the television on the wall in front of him, not noticing when the waitress stepped to his table.

"Uh-umm," she said, clearing her throat to alert him of her presence.

"Oh, sorry," he mumbled, dragging his eyes away from the screen and down to the menu in front of him. He knew he wanted the wings, but habit forced him to look over the menu first. When he glanced up, his mouth dropped open, and he stared at the woman before him.

"You ok?" she asked with a slight grin.

He felt the blush creep up his neck and into his face. He hadn't meant to stare, but she was gorgeous. "Umm, yeah, I'm fine. I just didn't see you come up is all."

"Ok, great. I'm Lana, and I'll be your waitress tonight. What can I get ya?"

How ‘bout a side of you? After a bit of stammering, he managed to place his order.

"That be all?" she asked.

"Yeah," he muttered, "for now." He avoided eye contact, waiting till she turned away to cast another appreciative glance at her retreating form.

Lana had to be the sexiest woman he'd seen in a while. Her body was round and curvy, just the way he liked a woman. Those stick thin women weren't his cup of tea. He always worried he'd hurt or break them if things got real intense. And he definitely loved getting intense.

 

 

 

 

 


 


 

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