They went to a bad motel. On the other side of town. And still their spouses found out. And they regretted not having gone to a better motel
Tagged: Sex (778)
Twister 1092
In the end they were judged not by the nature of their love, or by the silly clothes, but by the blood curdling noise they made every night.
Twister 1193
He wanted to claim noblesse oblige or royal prerogative. Some fancy, important sounding phrase. Or she would never give him the time of day.
Twister 1302
That was so delicious, he says. And he means it. But she’s not impressed. Not at all. Speak for yourself, she says. She snaps her legs shut.
Twister 1401
And he says, I will touch the dew. She thinks soda pop but he’s talking erotica. I’m not thirsty, she says. I most certainly am, he replies.
Twister 1503
He woke up, turned over and discovered her gone. He found a note on the dresser. It read: Your breath is vile. True but he had a good excuse
Twister 1581
She closes the blinds, shutting out the relentless truth of the sun. Remember the last time we left the blinds open? he asks. She undresses.
Twister 1702
She had met him once, somewhere, and now here he was again. Hitting on her. He clearly didn’t remember her at all. And that was good enough.
Twister 1813
They met at a bar and had rough drunken sex in a cheap motel and they woke up shy and sheepish and they both thought, I can do a lot better.
Twister 1914
They wake up, slowly, and he kisses her and recoils and says, I think you ate a shit sandwich. She smiles. Kinda felt like it, she whispers.
