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Lust Starts at Home

Anthony Pessoa


Copyright 2018 Anthony Pessoa


Published by Anthony Pessoa at Smashwords


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Sandra leaned her naked shoulders against the cold wall and felt the breeze on her face. “That’s enough vodka for today,” she thought, watching the street lights dance around in circles around her head. The relentless thump-thump coming from inside the night-club was still echoing in her eardrums.


“There you are!” Paul said, touching her arm. “You just disappeared.”


“I think I had enough for today,” Sandra said, taking a deep breath.


Paul leaned in to kiss her, but she turned her face away with a queasy twitch on her lips. His alcohol breath only made her feel worse—they were both drunk. Every Saturday they repeat this routine. After dinner, they go to a movie, then some drinks, then some more drinks—maybe some weed—and finally awkward sex on the back seat of Paul’s run-down car. Such is life in a small town. Someday, maybe, they would get married—just like everybody else.


“OK,” he quipped, “let’s go home then.”


A few minutes later Paul parked his car in front of Sandra’s house, and they sat there in silence for a few minutes, with the windows open to let the cold air in. Sandra knew he was waiting for his weekly reward and, has a good girlfriend, she was honestly trying to sober-up. Maybe she would get away with a blowjob this time. Paul let out a sigh and turned on the radio. A thump-thump-thump echoed in the car.


“Shh,” she quickly turned down the volume, “my dad will hear this!”


“So what?” he quipped back, “let him hear.”


She closed the window and glanced at the windows in the house. Everything was dark inside; her father was asleep in his room.


“You’re so beautiful baby,” Paul said, leaning in to kiss her.


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