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Sizzling Hot Erotica 4
(Darren G. Burton)

Cale slipped out of his riding jacket. If he was going to stay a while he wanted to be comfortable. He placed it on the arm of the lounge and tilted some brandy to his lips. It seared his throat on the way down, but it felt good. Heather lit another smoke, shifted her position on the chair and crossed her legs. Cale had been watching her and he was sure he'd just got a glimpse of bare pussy as her legs briefly parted. He took a deep breath and hid his face in his glass, feeling himself start to blush.

"You're a very good looking boy," Heather said to him. "And a nice kid. I've always liked you." She puffed on her smoke and stared at him, exhaling in his direction. "Do you think I'm attractive?"

The question caught him completely off guard and he stammered out a reply. "S...sure. Why not? I know you're a lot older than me, but I think you're very attractive."

She smiled, warmth in her eyes. "Not too much emphasis on the lot older part, thank you."

"I didn't mean you're old," Cale said quickly. "Just older than me."

"It's okay," she assured him and sat there for a moment content to sip her drink and puff on her smoke. Her eyes then fixated on Cale again and a strange smile curled the corners of her lovely mouth. "What did you see before?" she asked him.

"See?" He shrugged and shook his head, hoping she wasn't talking about what he thought she might be talking about. "What do you mean?"

"When I crossed my legs before. What did you see?" Again he shook his head and her smile broadened. "I saw you looking down at my crotch. You got a glimpse of my pussy, didn't you?"

"I'm really sorry," he said, feeling a touch panicked. "I didn't mean to. Honest."

"Hush," Heather crooned. "It's perfectly okay. I don't mind one bit. Did you like what you saw?"

He shrugged. "I barely saw anything."

"Would you like to see more?"