[F4A] The single mom warms your bed

It was summer when you first saw her. The newest member on the block rocked up to the barbecue with a drink in her hand and a sundress you swore was almost see through in the right light.

It wasn't long before you were chatting with her, but about what, you forgot. You were distracted by the way her blue hair brushed her collarbone. Wondered how her hair would look bunched in your hand or her neck bruised by your lips. You learned her name, Alice, and that she and her son were new to the area. And you learned the father wasn't in the picture, though her son went to his place on the weekend.

Later, when dusk fell and shadows began to lengthen, she waved goodbye and left you her number, promising to call should she need anything, a plan began to form in your head. She was teasing you, even as she walked away with swaying hips you could tell she wanted you. Each movement a whispered promise, from the dress to the way she walked to even the way she'd done her hair- a language of want only the two of you shared.

And you wanted her.

The light on her porch flicked on. A silent invitation for only you.

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