Thursday, August 19, 2010

you call it quickie sex...


I call it good Karma.

I had just sent an email to a friend telling her a hard to find item (for her) was easily available everywhere 'round here and I would totally buy it and send it out. No. Big. Deal. I had just done this when I heard a sleepy but eager voice say in passing, "I've got a quickie in me if you're interested..." as he sauntered past to go to bed.

I only hurried a little bit (thusly nearly setting the hallway carpet on fire with my swiftly paddling bare feet) up to our bedroom. One good turn deserves an orgasm...or three.

Karma isn't a bitch. She's a matchmaker. ;)~

Now I'll go watch TV and read--pleasantly relaxed and more than a little bit 'blushy'.

XOXO
Sommer

5 comments:

Willsin Rowe said...

Goddamn it...if only I'd known how well that line could work I'da been milking it for years!

Jo said...

Hee, total image of your cartoon speeding feet!

Sommer Marsden said...

Willsin: Oh, never underestimate the power of the casual-passing-through-invitation-to-sex-announcement-type-deal. Never ;)

Joe: Just a tiny scorch mark. It blends righhhhhhht in. X-D

xoxo
S

neve black said...

holyshitsommer! It's been awhile since I stopped in. Why do I torture myself and wait soooo long? That was hot. Thank you, baby.

Sommer Marsden said...

thx neve, hope you'll come to the new place soon!

xoxo
s