Since you started dating him, two years ago, I've seen the way you look at me...
You're not very subtle about it, the way you look me up and down - especially when you see me in a dress. I also notice you looking at my bare feet from time to time, like a few months ago, when we were watching Horrible Bosses in the den. That''s why I say things that tempt you, like the day I came home from work earlier this year, and "joked" that maybe I should have you rub my feet. The way you blushed, sweetie, was priceless. It didn't have to be just a joke, you know? And last week, when the two of you left for the pool... you forgot your sunblock and came back in the house to grab it. I know you couldn't see everything because my back was turned... but the way you stopped at the crack of the door to look, gaping - you knew that I was playing with myself. I never let on that I saw you, of course. I hoped that you would come in. But I suppose that you couldn't, with him waiting. Did you wonder, though, what I was thinking of? Of course the answer is you... you in your little hot pink bathing suit, skin tan, hair in a ponytail. You, my dear, are the prettiest little college freshman...
Why don't you stop by on Friday? It's his last day of summer classes. Come early, just after he leaves at 8:15. I'll make you breakfast, and we'll spend the day together, making love like only two insatiable women can do. When he gets back in the afternoon, you can pretend you wanted to surprise him. Our play can stay just between us. You can get what you want from him. And when he turns his back, I'll give you what you need.
xoxo
"Mrs. R"
PS - Friday would be a nice time to return the thong of mine that you took off the bathroom floor on the 4th. You didn't think I would notice it was missing? Of course I did, I left it there to tempt you...
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