Hey people, Hiyadoin? While SSS is taking a half-time, I'm going to go unofficial for a day.
This was supposed to be my last SSS for this story "About The Night Ride Home", but I'm going to post a snippet of it anyways, since I haven't come up with anything off the top of my head or from another WIP. However, here is a piece that should get you going this morning.
He has never faced a temptation like this before; a half-naked woman in his bed, begging him to sleep with her. Not to forget, that he too is feeling liquored up and his dick was growing hard just thinking about her. It’s been a while since he slept with someone, especially her; she was the best fuck ever, and a real gentleman would never tell another man about this. But something stopped him from going there with Darla; something that didn’t feel right at this moment.
He returned to his bedroom, with hopes that Darla would be out cold, passed-out, and to his relief she was lying in a fetal position, holding her pillow really tightly. The view of her was admiring; a half-naked beautiful woman sleeping like an angel. For a strange reason, he felt relieved. If she was awake, he would have given in to her desire. He placed a blanket over her out-cold body and walked toward the doorway, staring at her for another minute.
“Sleep well Darla,” as he turned off the lights, getting ready to retire in the living room.