It was a cool spring night. As we started our drive home, a fine mist of rain started to fall upon the windshield of our car. My lover leaned toward me, kissing me gently on the cheek and then rested her head on my shoulder. We had just left our favorite restaurant and were just enjoying each other's company. It was her thought that we were heading home. As our car passed under the streetlights, I watched the shadows travel across her beautiful legs and then over her smooth, soft chest. She was dressed in a short, black mini skirt with a high slit over her left thigh.
I could occasionally catch a glimpse of the diamond-trimmed garter she was wearing. Her heels were spiked with a gold tip and fringe that swayed off the back of her heels as she walked; she wore only a black jacket, with a ……
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