Free A Breath Until Forever by Keira D. Skye

now, hustling a little jog until they reached the all too familiar jaded edged sidewalk that led to Joshua's ranch house. They walked inside the foyer, not a moment too soon, when the moon was kidnapped by a sadistic cloud and the shadows of the night stalked the front porch with a dark creepiness. 
     
    Joshua remembered the bottle of red wine he had picked up from the Italian market that day. “I have some red wine. Would you like some? Or would you prefer a cup of warm tea.”
     
    “Neither.” Was her response, as she took off her sandals which were all dirty from walking in the earth for such a long hike. “I'm not really at all thirsty, even with that walk.”
     
    “Oh no?”
     
    “No.”
     
    Meredith thought instantly that she was being impolite and Joshua was just being a good host, and so Meredith changed her mind, taking back what she had said.
     
    “You know what? Actually I would love a cup of hot tea.”
     
    Joshua instantly perked up.  “Perfect. I know just the kind.”
     
    “Great!”
     
    “I'll get the cups, if you want to get the tea.”
     
    “Okay.”
     
    She liked the fact that they could easily cooperate like this, collaborate like a couple should, and found it amusing that they could work together like a team better than her and her husband could after 15 years of marriage. She stretched up into the cupboard, and as she reached up high, the back of her white dress rose up, along with the lift and she exposed her butt cheeks. Joshua liked the view, and for a good minute or so, he was easily distracted, watching her soft ass shimmy lightly.
     
    He sat down on an old kitchen chair that had unbalanced feet, and watched her from a short distance, as if she were being Burlesque, enjoying his view with a magnification of horniness and he felt a stiffness rise in his jeans. She nearly fell as she reached up more for the cup, but at the last minute was able to retrieve it, with charm and grace.
     
    “You couldn't help me?” Teased Meredith as she climbed back down, then resting the cup on the cupboard to be filled up with hot steaming water and a tea bag. A soft smile escaped from her pretty little mouth. Her eyes glinted. She knew he had been watching but thought she would play dumb never the less.
     
    “You looked like you could handle the job yourself.” He teased back, feeling the stiffness in his jeans softening up as he no longer had the nice view that he had been blessed with only minutes earlier.
     
    She still had to retrieve the other cup. She went back into position, reaching higher then she ever had before, struggling to reach for yet another teacup. She looked behind her, noticing that her bum was sticking out her dress even more then ever, and that it looked like a cute little bubble of soft, but firm flesh. Joshua began to stiffen again.
     
    He instantly fantasized about her. How her naked skin would feel against his skin. How deep his erection would go inside of her. How soft her skin would be as he would touch her lightly. How the curves of her body would meld into his square frame, and although not a harmonious match, knew would be a perfect fit in the throws of lovemaking.
     
    Joshua tried to think of anything else that would keep his mind about how beautiful she was and he struggled against wanting to pick her up and throw her on the bed and make love to her. He failed miserably and wondered what it would be like to touch such soft, gentle skin and what it would feel like to place his hairy broad ridden chest against her flowery heaving breasts. He pushed these sinful thoughts back by taking a swift shot of whiskey. The alcohol burned savagely as it went down his throat. He breathed deeply. She was a married woman for Christ's sake. He couldn't. She had to have her cup of tea, then leave.
     
    She pulled down her dress to cover her backside back up. She had felt eyes on her and felt as they had been intrusive. Joshua poured himself another drink. He couldn't wait