Calvin wrapped his arms about Sally. It was not a warm day, but it was not that cold as they sat on the ground by the calla lillies she had placed on the grave of her daughter.
She had told him about Chloe, that she had died too young. But it was here that she told him about how she died, and the short estrangement they had had leading up to her death.
“She was like me, she fell in love with the wrong man and it was her undoing.”
Calvin kissed her damp temple and damp cheek. He was silent, but he wondered if she meant that so literally. Was he just another bad chocie to her? or would he have a real chance with her?
He helped her up, and her slightly soiled coat did not seem to bother her as she looked down at the white calla lillies and the headstone that had a picture of the girl who looked like a younger version of her mother. It made him lachrymose as well because she was so young and beautiful and she should not be dead.
At home—well his apartment—Sally clung to him. He could not resist her, but he was not sure what she wanted so soon after the mournful event they had shared together. She caressed his face, and stood on her toes to kiss him.
“Please,” she said kissing him, until he could not resist and followed her to the couch. She slowly unbuttoned her coat and her dress and without panties on, he immediately stared at the apex atop her shapely thighs. He watched her spread her legs and look at his lips. He licked his lips, before he kissed her there and then stuck his tongue in.
Sally ran her hands through his hair, and he licked her greedily. Needing that affirmation from her, and needing to feel as close fo her as he could.
To be her favorite mistake if that was all he was to her.
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He seems so in love with her. I hope they stay together 🙂
~ Marie xox