"Dorothy?"
Everett calls into the hallway, then rushes past the stairs and into the living-room. He can feel a drop of sweat run from his hairline and down his temple.
"Dorothy?" He calls again.
"Everett?...What is it?"
Dorothy appears from behind the divan. Everett can see her perky nipples behind the blouse, teasing his mind, tickling him like a feather under the chin.
"I won. I beat that dusky bastard every which way. I tamed the goddamn beast".
He grabs her, pulls her into an embrace and presses his lips against her fuller ones. So soft…even softer than Elenor's, he thinks and remembers his wife's beautiful face, her smile that used to be so pretty.
"Did you go for his eye?"
Dorothy asks then, ripping him from Elenor's invisible hold. Her excitement is evident in her voice.
"Like a hammer to a nail…he had no idea I knew". As the words leaves his lips he feels his member straining against his trousers, poking into Dorothy's belly.
"Let's go upstairs". He makes a move as to scoop her up but she stops him with her hand on his arm.
"Take me right here". She says and Everett complies.
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