Old magazine

It was 1953, the Halloween before their daughter was born. George was a wise guy from the Capone era and she was wearing her sexy cat woman outfit. After passing out the last of the candy, George turned the front porch light off and dropped the empty bowl onto the couch. One table lamp lit the room softly and he switched it off. She sensed him fumbling around in the dark.

“George, what are you up to?”

“I’ve decided that I can’t wait anymore to have you. That costume looks incredible.”

“Oh George, come over here and put your hands on me.”

He came up behind her and nibbled on her ear. He unzipped her top and it crashed to the floor. She turned to face him, and he took her breast in his mouth. His tongue worked the nipple lovingly.

She kicked her black heels off, and fumbled with the button on her pants. They walked backwards slowly, disrobing each other, their intentions wherever she could sit or lie down. She had almost freed his length when she tripped over something lying on the ground behind her and fell onto her back. George followed her to the cold ground.