“Come in,†I said, smiling.
He beamed as he waved the bible about eagerly, fanning pamphlets on the coffee table, thinking he’d scored a conversion. I served him his white-with-three and nodded appreciatively at the right moments. Not that I heard a single word.
All I cared about was the way his biceps bulged beneath the crisp white shirt and the alluring angle of his jaw. It was agony not to simply stare at the way his cock was outlined against the fabric, the thickness of it curling upwards towards his belly.
This is an excerpt from ‘The Conversion’, featured at For The Girls. Steamy Erotica For Women.